Three Months Pregnant, Boyfriend Wants Abortion

They even mentioned the surrogacy agreement I signed with the Prescott Family.

Each accusation, each detail, pinned me on the shameful pedestal.

"I won't let anyone other than Astrid give birth to my…"

"Alright."

Before Lucian could finish his sentence, I interrupted him.

I used my elbow to support myself and slowly stood up.

He stared at me, his eyes filled with shock.

Maybe he thought I would never agree, which was why he called me over in the middle of the night to humiliate me in every possible way.

He likely had more despicable plans waiting for me. But he never expected me to agree so easily.

"What did you say?"

I gave a bitter smile and repeated, "I said, I’ll terminate the pregnancy."

As everyone's shocked gazes followed me, I slowly walked out of the private room. The noise of chaos and smashing echoed behind me, but when I closed the door, I shut out everything.

I dialed the number I had contacted a month ago.

"Astrid, you won. I don’t want Lucian anymore. He’s yours."

Astrid had returned a month ago, right when I had just discovered I was pregnant and signed the surrogacy agreement with the Prescott Family.

She reached out to me, hoping I would set up a meeting with Lucian for her.

I knew she only wanted me to be a witness, to tell a few lies that would help her case.

No matter how ridiculous Astrid's words were, Lucian would believe her. Just like how no matter what I said, he would never believe me.

I rejected Astrid's request, but she challenged me, betting that Lucian wouldn't let me keep the baby.

Now, I lost, thoroughly and completely.

I thought that even if he didn't love me, he might still feel some sympathy, even if just for the child. But Lucian didn't. He had no heart.

The next morning, I braved the snowstorm and took a taxi to the hospital to schedule an abortion.

"The baby has already formed. Are you sure you want to terminate the pregnancy?" The doctor flipped through my medical reports, looking somewhat regretful.

"Doctor, I want a regular abortion, not a painless one." I clenched my hand tightly in my sleeve and as I nodded, my heart felt like it was being torn apart.

The doctor looked up in surprise, glanced behind me and then nodded in understanding.

Since there was no one to sign for me, I couldn't choose the painless option, even for an abortion.

As I lay on the operating table, I could distinctly feel the child leaving my body.

The pain was sharp and excruciating, as if it were tearing me apart.

‘I'm sorry, baby. It's Mommy's fault, I couldn't protect you.’

"During the procedure, the pregnant woman suffered a perforation, leading to severe bleeding! Quickly! Get in touch with the patient's family!"

I fainted from the pain, but a nurse pushed me awake. "Where is your family’s phone number? You’re bleeding heavily, we need to contact them immediately..."

"The contact number for the child’s father is on the file!"

***

"Mr. Prescott, your wife is undergoing an abortion at the hospital and has severe bleeding. We need you to come and sign the paperwork!"

The nurse anxiously called out my name.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the line.

"Lyra, are you trying to set up a scene with the doctor now? Wait until you're dead, then tell me to come collect the body!"

The line went dead with a busy tone and the operating room was in chaos.

My consciousness continued to drift, but the moment I heard those words, it snapped back.

He would rather wait for my death than believe me, not even once.

I forced a bitter smile and it wasn’t until tears began to fall that I finally closed my eyes.

I was so tired. Living was so exhausting and loving someone who didn't love me was even more tiring.

But Lucian, if he knew that the person he loved would rather fake her death to escape, would he regret how he treated me?