Dark red thick blood constantly went out from the lower body of Vivian, bleeding on the white tiles out of a shocking trace. Ashton, standing outside the operating room, playing back the words of the doctor out of the operating room in the mind constantly.
“The baby was failed to be kept.”
He followed the medical staff from the operating room into the ordinary room. Seeing the pale face and wounds with oozed blood on arms, he dared not come forward.
She was pregnant with his child, but he was cruel to her.
He killed their child with his own hands.
Lottie standing on the bedside glared at him angrily.
Ignoring her, he went straight to the bedside and gently reached out his hand and picked up the woman who was almost impossibly light.
“What are you doing? Let her go, you bastard!” Seeing Ashton picked up Vivian and was ready to go, Lottie jumped up and scolded.
Ashton said nothing but held Vivian who was in sleep and disappeared in the corner.
“Vivian, I take you home!”
“Oh…” Vivian woke up, with sweat in head. The faint pain in her lower abdomen reminded her child has been gone. She bit her lip, with tears flowing down.
There was a light ring in the porch. Vivian quickly wiped the tears on the face. From today on, she did not want to show weakness in front of this man.
The days had been quiet for a few months and Ashton had been taking good care of her. He himself came in with the porridge and said in a soft tone he had not have in two years, “Vivian, here is the porridge. Drink it while it’s hot.”
A spoonful of porridge was put to her lips.
Vivian tilted her head and said indifferently, “Let me go.”
Ashton’s expression changed. And he immediately said in a softer sound, “Behave well. I have dealt with Nicole. Later no one will bully you, we…”
Vivian interrupted him before he could finish his words, “We are over.”
Ashton’s words had not yet finished stuck in his throat. He still put the spoon to her lips after a while, “Come on, the health is important –”
“I’m not acting up with you!” Vivian knocked over the bowl of porridge that Ashton was carrying, the man standing beside the bed was splashed with soup and water.
“Ashton, don’t you understand? Even without the accident, the baby would not have been born in this world. I went to the hospital to have an abortion!” Vivian almost hysterically shouted this sentence. Her eyes were full of a deep hatred.
“Say it again!” Ashton’s mild face suddenly changed. His hands clamped on Vivian’s slender jaw, and his whole body exhaled a terrible momentum.
“I hate you. I want to grill your skin to eat your flesh. I will not give birth a child for a scum like you. It is just you. Even if I give birth for Brandon, I will not give birth for you!” Vivian was forced to look up with Ashton. The hatred in her misty eyes made Ashton feel cold!
May be the name of “Brandon” offended him. His fingers slowly moved down to the fair and slender neck of Vivian, and suddenly forced harder!
Seeing Vivian’s face became red because of lack of oxygen, Ashton’s mind sobered up. His hands slightly loose force. He stared fixedly on Vivian who was gasping with his sharp eyes. His tone made people feel cold.
“You don’t want to bear my child?”
“Would you rather give birth for Brandon than me?”
“Well, I’ll see who’s your man!”
Ashton roughly torn the clothes of Vivian, put his thing straight forward…
Vivian finally fainted in diffuse endless torture. When she woke up, she had been moved to a small island in the South Ocean.
Ashton’s business was very large. It was just one of his private properties.
The sun through the French window shone the bed in the bedroom. The waves not far away hit the shore, making a burst of sound. Seabirds were skimming from the sea, with a piece of blue spray…
Vivian sat lifelessly by the French window. This had been the 12th day that she was imprisoned here by Ashton. For 12 days, besides quarrel, the two people got in cold war. Ashton stubbornly did not let her go, as if tying this body can let him get some relief.
Finally, Vivian did not quarrel, also no longer mentioned to leave. She was sitting in the house where the sea corner can be seen day after day, pressed her lips and refused to speak.
Her body was wasting away at a rate visible to the naked eye, and Ashton knew that she was in a weak physical condition.
After days of emotional fluctuations, she needed to rest after abortion. The Vivian said anything on the date of abortion made him angry, while this Vivian like a Rag Doll made his heart rise a sense of panic.
It seemed that… the next second this person will disappear.
Like now, Vivian was sitting on the cold floor, with hands around knees, looking at the sea with empty eyes. Ashton stood at the door, looking at her sharp chin. The pain in his heart like the tide was drowning him.
“Vivian, what should I do to you?”