Chapter 2

I was stunned. I had already planned to report it to the police with the evidence after the examination.

But this result was completely unexpected. My hymen wasn't even broken, so how did I get pregnant?

"Don't worry," the doctor reassured me, "it's possible that the penile size was too small, preventing the hymen from tearing. While rare, your situation isn't unheard of."

I walked out of the examination room, completely lost.

A month had passed since we went to the pool. Now all evidence was gone. Was I really going to have to abort this baby and suffer for nothing?

My boyfriend's call suddenly rang. I answered, and his anxious voice came through the receiver.

"Sarah, where are you? Alex can't find you and keeps calling me. Did something happen?"

Only then did I notice Alex had called me several times, but my phone was on silent in the exam room, so I hadn't heard it.

Brandon's gentle words made my nose sting, but I immediately remembered him suffocating me to death in my last life.

He clearly hated me, yet he waited for me to give birth before killing me.

Could this child have something to do with him?

Before I could figure it out, Alex's call came through. Without a word, she started scolding me. "Why aren't you answering your phone? Do you know how worried I've been?!"

I completely lost control, tears streaming down my face.

Now, the only person I could trust was Alex. I told her I was pregnant and at the hospital.

Less than five minutes later, Alex rushed over.

Seeing me, she hugged me tightly. "Pregnancy is good news! Don't cry, I'll call Brandon right away!"

I shook my head, grabbing her wrist. "The baby might not be his."

Alex froze for a moment. "You're playing a big game, huh? Whose baby is it then?"

"Honestly, I don't know either. Right now, I just want to abort it."

Alex stood by my side, promising, "You've always loved kids, haven't you? Since you're pregnant, just have it."

I thought of my previous life, being killed by my boyfriend after giving birth.

This time, I couldn't risk it.

Although I loved children, I had to survive first.

The next day, Alex accompanied me to the abortion clinic.

But before I even entered the operating room, Brandon rushed over.

"Wait, Sarah! No matter whose baby it is, I'm willing to support you and the child!"

My hand, clutching the medical report, tightened.

How did he know I was here? I had only told Alex!

I turned to look at her, and Alex also looked genuinely bewildered. "How did he get here?"

Brandon sat down beside me, out of breath, and took my hand.

"I overheard you talking to Alex on the phone yesterday." He lowered his head bitterly. "I never imagined you were pregnant. I know the baby isn't mine, since we've never been intimate. But Sarah, this is a life, after all."

I slowly pulled my hand away. "No, I can't keep this baby."

Brandon flinched, then frowned. "Why? I don't even care, what are you still worried about?"

Alex couldn't help but whisper, "Yeah, Sarah, an abortion can be really harmful."

Brandon snatched the medical report from my hand and, without explanation, pulled me to my feet.

"I forbid you from harming your body! We're getting married next month! Don't worry, I won't ever look down on you, and even if the baby isn't mine, I don't care!"

His words drew stares from others. A nurse remarked enviously, "What a good man. Why wouldn't she have the baby?"

Brandon's words weren't sincere at all. He just wanted me to have the baby so he could get revenge on me and the child.

I scoffed. "Let's break up. My business is none of yours!"

With that, I got up and walked away, leaving Brandon utterly shocked.

I had to figure out what Brandon really had to do with the baby in my belly!