Elisa took out the medicine and then walked barefoot to the water dispenser to get a glass of water, about to eat.
There was a movement on the bed, and Elisa’s body stiffened as she turned around.
The man who had just been asleep didn’t know when he woke up. At this moment, he was sitting on the bed, the blanket slipping down to his waist. Elisa adjusted to the dim light and could vaguely see Hamish’s well-defined upper body and firm muscles.
“What are you eating?” Hamish spoke. He knew what Elisa was eating, yet he still asked her, as if seeking some unrealistic comfort.
“Contraceptive pills.”
Hamish’s gaze fell on Elisa’s hand. “I’ve taken precautions, you don’t need to take the pills. Taking too many contraceptive pills is not good for your health.”
“I’m not at ease.” Elisa held the pill, tilted her head back, and swallowed it with a gulp of cold water.
Hamish’s pitch-black eyes became deeper in the darkness. He squinted and stared at Elisa’s action, gripping the edge of the bed tightly, crumpling the bedsheet into a ball.
How afraid she was of becoming pregnant with his child! Even though he had taken precautions, she still couldn’t rest assured. Even if she fell asleep, she would still wake up and take the contraceptive pills.
Hamish’s eyes were inscrutable. At this moment, he resembled a lurking wolf in the darkness, his eyes carrying a strong sense of coercion. Elisa had grown accustomed to his gaze, but being stared at for so long still made her feel afraid.
Elisa tightly gripped the cup in her hand and after much internal struggle, she finally put down the cup and walked to the edge of the bed.
Before she could reach the bed, Hamish’s long arm stretched out and grabbed her wrist. He had a strong grip, and Elisa’s hand was held in his palm, unable to break free no matter how hard she struggled.
“Don’t take contraceptive pills anymore in the future,” Hamish’s voice sounded unusually gentle in the dark night.
“Can you guarantee that you won’t touch me anymore?” Elisa asked.
Hamish’s slightly tightened arm forcefully brought Elisa onto the bed. “I said I won’t let you get pregnant. Taking those pills too often is not good for your body.” He had heard that taking too many pills could cause hormonal imbalances and affect the uterus. Elisa’s uterus was already weak and not easily able to conceive. If she continued taking pills, she might never be able to have children in her lifetime.
Elisa sneered and said, “Of course, I know that taking too many pills is not good. But compared to the harm caused by an abortion, what does it matter?”
Hamish loosened his grip on her hand suddenly and looked at her face with a gloomy gaze.
Elisa lowered her eyes and climbed onto the bed. Just a moment outside, her body had turned cold, contrasting sharply with Hamish’s burning body temperature.
Elisa curled up in the blanket, her voice hoarse as she stuttered, “Hamish, do you enjoy forcing others? When I loved you before, I wanted to have your child, but you didn’t want it. Now that I don’t want it anymore, you want to force me.”
Elisa suddenly felt confused. She closed her eyes and said, “Did I owe you something in my past life? Is that why you hate me so much and treat me like this?”
“I don’t hate you.”
“Liar.”
Really, Elisa, I don’t hate you. If he truly felt that way about her, he wouldn’t keep her trapped by his side. He wouldn’t stay at the hospital day and night, taking care of her, and wouldn’t feel restless when he saw her taking contraceptive pills, unable to sleep at night.
There seemed to be a little person living in his heart, urging him eagerly every day and every moment, urging him to seize something from Elisa.
He wanted Elisa to conceive his child, never to be separated from him. He also wanted her heart.
He was so greedy, wishing to devour the person in front of him, to merge into his bones and blood.
He wanted Elisa’s body and mind, her freedom, her smile. He wanted his shadow to be reflected in her bright eyes.
These… he had once truly possessed them, but now he had lost them.
In fact, these things were not valuable, so why couldn’t he let go?