The Killer Queen ( Noella Briony ) novel Chapter 232

Inside the sterile white walls of the hospital room, Belinda sat next to Briony, her face glowing with a maternal pride as she handed her a freshly peeled apple.

"Briony, sweetheart, it's time to make a clean break. Your real dad has been found, and he's whisking us away to a life of ease and comfort!"

Real dad?

Briony's eyes sparkled with the mention. "But I'm still facing jail time..."

"Don't worry your pretty little head. Your father's got connections that can make these troubles go poof! You don't owe the Rosenbergs a thing; they're nothing but cold-hearted snakes!"

Belinda's affection for her once-favored son-in-law, Milford Rosenberg, had turned to bitter contempt. Briony was still carrying his child, and he hadn't even shown his face at the hospital.

"I've reached out to the Rosenbergs. They owe you, at the very least, a decent payout. Then we'll take care of this pregnancy."

Briony couldn't bear the thought of carrying the child a moment longer. Milford's doubt and absence from the hospital fueled her anger and frustration.

Then the phone rang. It was Linsey.

"Belinda, have you lost your mind? Your little girl plays the field, gets pregnant, and suddenly it's my son's responsibility? Stop the joke. Milford's abroad, clinching deals. He's the future of the Rosenbergs!"

Belinda sneered in response, "Ha, just you wait. Briony will be out of your league soon enough!"

Linsey hung up without another word and tried dialing her precious son, eager to uncover the truth about Briony's child. But Milford's phone was unreachable, no matter how many times she tried.

Belinda clenched her teeth in anger. "That old hag! It’s her son’s only child, and it’s them who don’t want this baby. Briony, after we terminate this pregnancy, we’ll send the child to them! Let’s see how they react!"

Briony's thoughts were far from here, consumed by the desire for a better life and the hatred for the child within.

The doctor, his face hidden behind a mask, entered and glanced at Briony. "I'm afraid I have to tell you that you can't keep the baby. You've contracted several infections, including HIV. It's best to terminate the pregnancy."

Briony's world collapsed with those words, tears streaming down her face. "No. How could this happen? It's all Milford's fault! I don't want to die, I'm so young..."

The doctor flipped through her chart with a sympathetic gaze. "Milford is a frequent patient in our infectious diseases department, and he has transmitted infections to many. Considering your age and health, it’s best not to continue with the pregnancy."

In a haze of despair, Briony cried uncontrollably, questioning what she had done to deserve this.

Belinda, frantic at the thought of losing her chance to return to Larson's side, urged the doctor to proceed with the treatment and surgery.

As the doctor left, Belinda soothed Briony, "We'll keep this from your dad. His family's complicated, and they'd shun us if they knew. Tomorrow, I'll take you home."

Briony, her spirit torn between hope and despair, asked, "Mom, who is my father?"

Belinda's smile held a secret promise. "You'll meet him tomorrow. He's planning a welcome party for you. As for your illness, I'll make sure you get the best care."

Filled with anticipation, Briony awaited the new chapter of her life.

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Meanwhile, at the opulent Schnabel Manor in the Phoenix Tower of Serene Haven, a nanny sneakily hid in a corner, making a covert call.

"Ms. Yvonne, have you contacted the lady?"