The Woman From Hell

The baby in the womb was no longer moving. I lost all my energy in a flash. I stared blankly at the dark sky.

My baby wanted to live. My baby was trying so hard to get out of my belly, but I was useless. I was completely useless. I could not even protect my baby. What was the point of living, then? Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

The baby had the chance to see this world, but it was all my fault. If only I had not stayed with Theo and if only I had not chosen to trust him when he said he would protect the baby. If I had decisively chosen to leave him, the baby would be alive!

I was wrong. I had made a big mistake.

"Young lady, hang in there. Young lady, stay awake."

The cries of the woman sounded more and more distant as I closed my eyes.

When I gained back my consciousness, I only saw white. I abruptly sat up.

I lowered my head, then saw that my hands were covered in blood. My belly was flat, and I shouted in a panic, "My baby! Where's my baby?"

Then, I heard the sound of a baby crying. I looked over in surprise.

A porcelain-like baby was lying beside me, smiling happily at me. My eyes reddened, and I bent down to carry the baby. "Baby, you're alive. Thank goodness!"

I continued to say, "Don't worry. Mommy will protect you this time. I'll keep you safe and make sure you grow up healthily."

"Wanda!”

Who was calling me?

It did not matter. From today onward, there was only my baby and me. Both of us would live happily together.

However, that annoying voice did not leave me alone. I t was ringing in my ears again and again.

My head hurt, so I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes again, I realized my baby had disappeared. I panicked and got out of bed. "Baby, baby, where did you go?"

"Baby, don't scare Mommy. Come out.”

"Wanda!"

The voice was so loud that it almost broke my eardrums. I widened my eyes all of a sudden. I immediately saw a few people surrounding me with lowered heads as they stared at me.

"She's safe now." "Transfer the patient to the ICU."

While I was in a state of confusion, I was pushed out o f the room.

I could not hear clearly what the people around me were talking about. I did not manage to grasp even a sentence. My body could not feel anything, and I was only able to move my eyes.

Where was my baby?

I wanted to ask, but I could not open my mouth to speak.

I had no idea how long I was in this state before I was finally pushed out of the ICU.

I saw Matthew in the ward. I was not in the mood to think about why he was the first person I saw upon opening my eyes. The only thing that I was concerned about was my baby.

Matthew took a deep breath when he saw my tears flow down from the corners of my eyes. He leaned closer and spoke softly, "Stop overthinking. Your health is in a pretty bad state. Recover first, then we'll talk."

"I... Where’s my baby?” Even though I already knew the answer, I refused to give up. Hence, I asked.

Matthew did not answer me, but his silence said it all.

I felt as though my heart had shattered into pieces and the pieces were stabbing me all over my body. I was overwhelmed by the pain.

Matthew realized my body was twitching. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed. "Calm down. You can't have any big mood swings, it'll be bad for your body."

I shut my eyes tight. I could not stop myself from bursting into tears.