She looked at his tense figure, filled with doubt. "Elijah, regardless of whether this child can be kept or not, I hope you can approach this with a calm mind. Pregnancy itself is a roll of the dice, not every kid gets to come out safe and sound."
She said this because she had a bad vibe. From the moment she found out she was pregnant, she had been all doom and gloom. She was undergoing wound treatment during her pregnancy, and if it wasn't for a stroke of luck, she shouldn't have kept the baby in the first place. Anything obtained through luck could be lost at any time.
Her words cut him deep. He spun around, looking at her, "Are you trying to comfort me? Who's the one that can't deal with this with a calm mind? You've already figured it out, haven't you? If you didn't want this kid from the start, then let's just say it's gone."
With that, he stormed out of the ward. After he left, Mike walked in, asking curiously, "Why did he leave so quickly? What did you guys talk about? He looked a bit off. He doesn't really think the baby is gone, does he?"
Violette looked a bit lost, "Mike, he's not that bad to me... right?"
Mike put his hands on his hips and took a deep breath, "Are you falling for him again?"
Violette lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling, "You just told him the baby is gone. He told me to rest up, and said he won't pressure me to have kids anymore."
Mike, "When he's bad to you, you think he's the devil, now he's a bit nice to you and you think he's a saint. Violette, I'm really worried you've got Stockholm Syndrome."
Violette shot him a cold look.
"What are you glaring at me for? I'm just trying to remind you, even if he's nice to you now, you can't let your guard down." Mike pulled a chair up to the bed, "Violette, I beg you, tell me before you do anything. If the baby is really gone, you'd be crushed, right? Even if you're not pregnant, you can't just go running off to Alexa. You want to take action against her, but she's planning the same against you."
Violette admitted that she was too impulsive today. It was a spur of the moment decision to go find Alexa. She couldn't swallow her anger.
"I should've listened to you." She suddenly said.
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