Chapter 4
Chapter-4
When Mark finally pushed the doctor in, seeing me covered in blood, he instantly exploded!
“Are you insane?!”
He practically stomped his foot, pointing at my belly in exasperation.
“This pregnant woman is almost gone! The baby’s in a breech position. Five more minutes, and it’ll be a double tragedy!”
The doctor quickly felt my pulse, then pried open my eyelids and shouted,
“Quick, get the delivery kit! And the strong stimulant! She needs to stay awake. No more complications!”
A needle jabbed, and cool medicine flowed in. My mind went blank for a moment, then instantly cleared.
Finally, my baby and I were saved…
The doctor had just picked up a scalpel when the ward door was kicked open with a bang!
Sophia’s mother, Brenda Davis, suddenly burst in and roughly pushed the doctor to the ground.
“Ethan and my daughter were at it until dawn last night! Her wound tore open again, and now she can’t even stand! I order you to go save her right now, or I swear I’ll make sure you’re run out of this city!”
She turned and glared at me, her face practically overflowing with triumph.
“My daughter is Mr. Thorne’s favorite trophy wife! He said every doctor in this city has to prioritize her!”
She then scornfully kicked my stomach, her eyes filled with utter disdain.
“Eleanor Moretti, don’t think that just because you have a face that could launch a thousand ships and helped Mr. Thorne build his fortune from scratch, you’re something special! Look at what you are, do you really think you deserve to be Mrs. Thorne?”
I convulsed in pain, but with my last ounce of strength, I spat fiercely at her greasy face.
Brenda’s face instantly turned green with rage. She raised her hand to strike me.
“You wretched btch! Today, I’ll teach you a good lesson for my daughter and show you who the real mistress of the Thorne household is!”
Mark, terrified, pounced and desperately held her back.
“Madam is almost gone! If you lay another hand on her, she and the baby will die!”
“So what?”
She let out a twisted laugh, calling two bodyguards from outside the door.
“Hold her down for me! You dare steal my daughter’s man? Today, I’ll show you what it means to wish you were dead!”
Two burly men rushed in, pinning my arms and legs down.
I was utterly powerless, able only to watch as she picked up a solid wooden stick from the corner.
“Childbirth is always painful for women, isn’t it? Whining like a stuck pig, so delicate!”
“So what if the baby’s breech?”
She viciously patted my face, then jabbed the wooden stick directly into my stomach.
“Just roll it a few times with this stick, and the baby will come out, won’t it?”
My pupils constricted, and I struggled desperately.
“You wouldn’t dare! Ethan will kill you if he finds out!”
She laughed even crazier, raising the wooden stick and brutally rolling it over my swollen belly!
“My daughter is Mr. Thorne’s darling! You and this bastard child die, and he’ll be delighted!”
The moment the stick pressed against my belly, I screamed in agony. My internal organs felt dislocated, and the baby inside struggled violently for a moment, then went completely still!
“No! My baby!”
I screamed with heart-wrenching anguish, tears mixing with sweat as they streamed down my face.
She ignored me, continuing to roll the wooden stick over my stomach again and again.
Each strike was full of force, my belly burned, and my insides felt like they were being shredded. I convulsed all over, my consciousness fading!
Mark was terrified, cold sweat dripping, his legs trembling nonstop.
“Stop hitting her! She’ll really die if this continues!”
“Get lost!”
Brenda kicked him away, then raised the wooden stick, aiming to jab it at my private parts.
“Might as well finish the job! Make sure you can never have children again, then let’s see if Mr. Thorne still wants you!”
Just as the stick was about to fall again, a furious roar came from behind her.
“Ellie!!”