Chapter 4

My consciousness grew hazier.

Lily sat in a chair playing with her phone, occasionally glancing up at me with the look of someone observing a lab animal.

"Rebecca, what did you think you'd gain by marrying into our family? Did you think my brother was handsome? That the Grants were rich? But didn't you ever think—what right does someone from an ordinary family like yours have to enter the Grant family's door?"

I said nothing.

Lily continued, "If you hadn't gotten pregnant early, my brother never would have married you. We thought you'd at least deliver a son and be somewhat useful. But the ultrasound showed a girl. Grandpa's face went black. Good thing Scarlett's carrying a boy, or this generation of Grants would have no heir."

She stood up, walked over, and kicked my leg. "So you see, people need to know their place. What isn't yours, don't force it. Once Scarlett delivers, you'll sign the divorce papers, take some money, and leave. Then you can find some ordinary guy to marry. Wouldn't that be nice?"

I opened my eyes and looked at her, "Does Ethan know you're talking to me like this?"

Lily laughed, "Of course he knows. My brother sent me to persuade you. He said you're stubborn and worried you might do something foolish, so he told me to counsel you properly."

I tried to smile but couldn't.

Another sharp pain tore through my abdomen. This time fiercer than all the others. The medication had completely worn off. The baby was coming.

"Ah!"

I couldn't help but cry out.

Lily stepped back, frowning, "What a hassle." She opened the door and called out, "Someone come check if she's about to deliver."

A nurse walked in timidly, took one look, and her face went white. "The cervix is fully dilated. I can already see the head... But there's too much bleeding. We need to assist the delivery immediately!"

Lily said impatiently, "Then assist!"

The nurse was nearly crying, "There's no equipment, no medication. Delivering like this... both mother and baby are in danger..."

"Then let them be in danger," Lily said coldly. "They're going to die anyway. Why does it matter?"

After giving her orders, Lily left to find Ethan, not caring about my life or death at all.

The nurse didn't dare speak further. She could only crouch down and try to help me dilate manually. But I couldn't push at all. Too much blood loss. My strength was completely depleted. The baby was stuck, unable to go up or come down.

Time passed second by agonizing second. Each second was torture.

Until the hallway suddenly filled with rapid footsteps. Many people. The sound of boots hitting the floor, crisp and uniform.

The nurse's face changed, "Who's there?"

The door was kicked open.

A group of people in black tactical gear rushed in, all armed.

The man leading them removed his helmet, revealing a face with sharp features. The moment he saw me, his eyes turned red.

"Miss!"

I opened my mouth but couldn't make a sound. I could only reach my hand toward him.

The nurse screamed in panic, "Who are you! How did you get in! Security! Security!"

The man didn't even look at her. He rushed straight to me and knelt on one knee.

"We're late. Please forgive us, Miss!"

He lifted me and ordered those behind him, "Clear the area! Prepare emergency treatment!"

"Yes, sir!"

The black-clad operatives moved swiftly. The nurse tried to flee in the chaos but was pinned to the ground. She struggled and shouted, "You dare touch me! This is a Grant family hospital!"

The man turned back and glanced at her. That look was cold as ice.

"The Grants? Soon there won't be any Grants left."