The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 85

Meredith heard some sound behind her, thinking that it was the servant who brought the food, but did

not turn back. She just said lightly, "Just put it there first. I'll eat it later."

Derek frowned. "You've been eating alone in your room lately... Why? Are you afraid to see me?"

Meredith was startled to hear a man's voice and turned to see Derek. She became even more

frightened and immediately took a step back, looking at him warily. "I've been... I have some

gastroenteritis and I'm not feeling well. I'm afraid I'll disturb everyone when I go out to eat."

Meredith unconsciously placed her hand on her abdomen and exerted a little force. She would never

let Derek know that she had a child in her womb, or else this man would torture her even more cruelly.

"Gastroenteritis?" Derek looked at Meredith's face, which was obviously much more emaciated. She

was so skinny now that she looked as if she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"Since you're not feeling well, I'll call the doctor lest someone will think that the Xaviers has abused

you."

Derek was about to call the family doctor of the Xaviers. Meredith was startled and immediately got out

of bed. "No, I've already gone to see a doctor. He said there's nothing serious. I just need to take the

medicine on time."

In her current condition, if she saw a doctor... Derek would know she was pregnant.

Meredith could hardly imagine what would happen.

"Are you sure?" Derek looked at her flustered face, and felt something was wrong.

"I'm extremely sure." Meredith nodded quickly. After a while, the servant came in with dishes. When the

servant saw Derek, he quickly lowered his head. "Young master."

Derek gave a snort as response. Meredith looked at the chicken porridge and a few light dishes in front

of her. They were already the dishes that she could think of that was light and most in line with the

nutrition standards mentioned by the doctor. However, every time she saw them, she still felt a little Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

nauseous.

"I'll watch you eat." Derek had no intention of leaving at all. Instead, he sat down in his chair and looked

at her leisurely.

Meredith didn't know what he meant, so she was nervous. Did Derek find out her secret?

She was just eating. What did he need to see?

"I'll see if you eat obediently. Don't go on a hunger strike when I can't see you. I don't want to see

anyone starve to death in the Xaviers."

Hearing Derek's words, Meredith was a little relieved, lowered her head, and began to eat slowly and

elegantly.

Derek looked at Meredith eating. When she was eating, she had great dining etiquette, and she looked

graceful. Unconsciously, he didn't think that she was too slow or bored, but just watched.

In order not to arouse the suspicion of the man, Meredith ate sip by sip slowly to avoid retching. She

thought that Derek would lose his patience and leave directly, but he just sat there and continued

watching.

In the end, she felt a little embarrassed under his watch.

What was going on in this man's mind was really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

After eating about half of the dishes, Meredith felt her stomach stuffed and was about to pack them up,

while Derek took a look and said coldly, "That's all you eat?"

"I can't digest them if I eat too much. The doctor told me this." Meredith quickly said the excuse she

came up with before.

Hearing that, Derek didn't ask any more questions, got up and left. Before he left, he said, "For the

sake of your recent illness, I'll let you go this time, but don't think it's over."

After that, the man left.

Meredith smiled bitterly. Should she say that Derek was not that inhumane? At least, he didn't force her

when she was pregnant. Otherwise, her body wouldn't be able to stand it.

After dinner, Meredith soon felt tired, so she went to bed early. Perhaps it was the nature of pregnant

women. They were easy to get sleepy after eating.

Meredith slept for a while and then had a dream.

In her dream, a fair and fit baby appeared, hugging her thigh and sweetly calling her "mother". Meredith

hesitated for a moment and was about to pick him up when he suddenly began to cry loudly.

"Mom, why don't you want me?"

"Mom, it hurts so much!"

The cute baby in front of her turned into a lump of bloody flesh, leaving only one mouth open and

closed.

Meredith woke up in a flash in fear.

The dream just now was so horrifying that it made her heart almost jump out of her chest. She got deep

breaths of the fresh air. However, the feeling of palpitations did not disappear, but became more and

more intense.

She thought it must have been because she had recently searched a lot about miscarriages.

She had just learned that miscarriage during the first trimester was a cruel thing. A pair of steel pliers

would enter her body and crush the baby in her womb. The thought of it made her shudder in fear.

Although it was just an embryo, there was no consciousness.

Meredith could not help but feel a little down. If this child was not that man's, but Derek's, she would not

be so determined. Even though the abortion would hurt her body, she still had to do it.

"It's not that mom doesn't want you, but..."

She didn't want to give birth to the child of that rapist.

That night, Meredith couldn't sleep. She was always afraid that once she closed her eyes, the child

would appear in her dream again.

It was soon the day of the miscarriage.

Meredith walked into the hospital in a daze. The doctor examined her again and frowned. "You're still

too weak. Miscarriage can be very harmful to you. Does your family really support you?"

Meredith gritted her teeth. "Yes."

The doctor shook his head and brought her into the operating room. Meredith lay on the operating bed,

took off her pants, and felt naked, which made her very uncomfortable.

Meredith looked at the tiny embryo on the screen and was extremely depressed.

"Open your legs."

A cold, hard object entered her body. Feeling that, Meredith frowned painfully. At this moment, the

doctor shook his head. "No, in your current situation, there's a high possibility of massive bleeding after

the surgery. Where's your family?"

Meredith shook her head. "I can sign the notice myself. My families are too busy. They don't have time

to come."

"I can't do it without your family here. The hospital can't take the responsibility." The doctor shook his

head and helped Meredith up from the operating table.

Meredith anxiously grabbed the doctor's white gown. "No, I can't have this child. Please, do the surgery

for me."

"I'm sorry, although you may have encountered some difficulties, we can't do this kind of dangerous

operation without the consent of your family members. Once your uterus bleeds heavily and you are in

danger, no one can be responsible for that. Stop begging. It's useless."

The doctor refused firmly. Meredith could only sit up from the operating table and put on her pants. Her

hand was placed on her lower abdomen and she could not help but clench it.