Madam Escaped Again, Sir (Lillian Hawkins and Eric Walker) novel Chapter 206

Regardless of what Tim’s doubts were, Tina was still his savior. Even if she had somehow turned into a wicked person, he was bound by his promise that he would fulfill all her wishes.

At that thought, he regained his composure and nodded as he replied, “I understand. I’ll make the arrangements immediately.”

He hung up the call and kept his phone away. Then, he headed toward the OB-GYN.

Meanwhile, it wasn’t long before the nurse informed Sonia that the operation theater was ready for her surgery. Sonia stood up and eyed the doors to the operation theater. At that moment, she became reluctant to take another step forward.

Douglas’ cherubic little face flashed in her mind and she thought about how sweetly he had called out for her. He made her realize how adorable children could be.

Besides, she was close to turning 27 and most women of her age were already mothers.

If she had consummated her marriage to Toby like any other woman, then her child would be of the same age and possibly cuter than Douglas.

Perhaps she would have boldly stepped into the operation theater without any hesitation if she never spent time with a toddler beforehand.

However, now that she had done so, she was now tortured by her dilemma.

She clutched her lower abdomen and bit on her lip, growing more reluctant with every passing minute. At the sight of this, Charles walked up to her and asked gently, “Baby, what’s wrong?”

“Yeah, Sonia. What’s wrong?” Not wanting to lose out on showing his concern for Sonia, Zane rose from his seat in the waiting area and strode up next to her.

Sonia drew in a deep breath and did not try to deny her doubts as she confessed her thoughts, “I... I don’t really want to lose this child.”

Upon hearing this, Charles and Zane exchanged a meaningful look.

Charles was the first to speak up. “Why the sudden change of mind?”

Zane was also looking at her as he waited for her answer.

She looked down and muttered, “Maybe it’s because I’m not brave enough to do it.” “I understand completely,” he solemnly responded. “After all, we’re talking about a living thing here. As the operation theater has already been set up, Sonia, it’s too late for you to back out of this now. You can’t keep the baby.”

He liked Sonia, but that didn’t mean he liked the idea of her carrying someone else’s baby and he would much rather if the child disappeared altogether.

Charles shared the same sentiment, and he nodded as he added, “That’s right, darling. Think about what you said about not loving the baby and how you didn’t love the father. You shouldn’t keep the child only to let him suffer in this lifetime, given how he would be an illegitimate child who would neither be acknowledged nor loved by his parents.”

Sonia’s fingers slowly curled over where the baby bump should be.

She knew Charles and Zane were speaking sense. It had been decided from the very beginning that she would not retain her pregnancy. How can I allow this child to suffer scorn and disdain from the world just because of my affection for Douglas?

With that in mind, she managed a feeble smile, which stretched out thinly on her pale face as she said, “You guys are right. Thanks for reminding me of why I’m doing this. I’ll head in now."

When both men heard that she would not be changing her mind on this operation, they let out quiet breaths of relief.

“Okay, we’ll be waiting for you out here,” Charles assured warmly as he patted Sonia on the shoulder.

She forced another tight smile and hummed in response before she pushed open the doors to the operation theater.

Not long after she went in, a doctor and a couple of nurses followed as well.

The doctor who led the small team of nurses was dressed in green scrubs, complete with a matching cap and mask. However, Zane couldn’t help but stare at him in suspicion as he rubbed his chin.

“What’s up with you?” Charles noticed Zane’s demeanor and asked.

Zane’s gaze lingered on the closing doors of the operation theater as he remarked, “I think I’ve seen that doctor somewhere before. He looks kind of familiar.”

Charles did not find anything strange about that. “We probably saw him earlier when we came.”

“You’re right.” Zane nodded when he couldn’t quite place a finger on where he had seen the doctor beforehand and gave up trying to remember. Without another word, he sauntered over to the chairs and sat down.

At this moment, the sound of a moving wheelchair sounded from down the hallway.

Charles and Zane looked over at the same time, only to be surprised when they were greeted by the sight of Tom wheeling Toby toward them.

“Hey, Toby,” Zane drawled with a tone that was heavy with implication.