Free Web NovelChapter 92: I Hate You!
Mrs. Lucas refused to take her side, Michael refused to believe her, and the only person who was willing to help her, Christian, was being restrained by Michael. Wendy thought, if I had known that my plan to convince Michael that the baby did not belong to him would backfire on me and land me in this situation, I would have chosen to tell him about the truth from the start.
She would rather stay with him for the rest of his life. She regretted her decision very much right now.
Her actions came as a shock to Michael. He clenched his fists. His heart was aching badly. He shut his eyes, feeling suffocated.
Wendy remained kneeling on the ground. She looked up at the man who could determine if her baby lived or died. Crawling over to him, she grabbed the hem of Michael’s top desperately as though she was clinging on to her last shred of hope and cried despondently, "Michael, as long as you let me keep this child, I’ll do anything that you want me to. I’ll never disobey you again. I Won’t even stand in the way of you being with Yvonne if you want to continue your relationship. In fact, you can have as many women as you want, and I won’t say a word. As long as you let me keep this child..."
The more Wendy behaved like that, the more furious and upset Michael felt. He thought that his wife was kneeling before him and begging him to spare the life of a baby that she had Conceived with another man. His hands trembled slightly. There was nothing he wanted more than to pull her back up to her feet. He felt that his wife should never have to kneel before anyone, not even himself. However, before he could reach out to her, he heard Christian’s voice.
"Wendy, my brother is a cold-hearted person. Don’t be afraid, more of my men will arrive shortly. I promise I’ll get you out of this place," said Christian, who was deliberately provoking Michael. As usual, his words successfully added fuel to the fire.
"Drag her back to the bed and perform the procedure immediately!" said Michael ruthlessly, his eyes closed.
Christian was also dragged out of the operating room. At the same time, the surgeon grabbed Wendy and forced her back onto the bed.
"Michael, why won’t you believe me? You just have to do a DNA test to find the truth, why can’t you even give me that chance?" pleaded Wendy with tears streaming down her face. She no longer sounded as hysterical as before. Instead, she had the demeanor of a person who had lost all hope and was truly at her lowest. She said, "This is your biological child, Michael. How can you bear to kill him?"
Wendy felt like a complete failure. She had devoted everything to Michael for the past three years, loving him endlessly, but none of that was enough to earn even a little bit of his trust or affection. Anyone would feel as bitter as her in this situation. She thought, if I could turn back time, I would never have fallen in love with Michael. Never!
Michael dragged his heavy feet out of the operating room. Every step he took felt excruciatingly difficult. Wendy watched with wide eyes as he left, and as the surgeon prepared to start the procedure. A trace of delight appeared in Christian’s eyes, who had seen everything unfold before him just as he’d hoped.
He knew that the relationship between Michael and Wendy would be completely ruined once this child ceased to exist. He planned on telling Michael the truth about this entire matter only after the surgery was completed. He could not wait to see the expression on his arrogant brother’s face when that time came, and he was sure that it would be as perfect as he imagined.
With tears still streaming down her face, Wendy gripped the edges of the hospital bed tightly.
She shut her eyes in desperation and screamed, "Michael Lucas, I hate you! I will never ever forgive you!"
Those words resonated repeatedly in Michael’s mind. Then, as if he lost control over his legs, he halted, and he remained standing where he was.
The doors to the operating room were slowly shutting. Michael remained standing where he was, feeling a tornado of complicated emotions whirl through him. To be honest, he did not wish to force Wendy to undergo this procedure. He knew very well that she would hate him for the rest of her life once the child was gone.
However, he also believed that the child belonged to Christian. Even if he allowed Wendy to keep this child and she did not hate him, her ties with Christian would never be cut off completely. Michael closed his eyes slowly and clenched his fists.
Wendy’s desperate voice was still ringing in his ears.
He wondered endlessly if he should allow the operation to proceed. Compared to Wendy’s helplessness, Michael found himself in what he considered an even more difficult situation.
Suddenly, he turned around. The doors to the operating room were almost completely closed.
"Hold on..." said Michael. He had to admit defeat now. He was genuinely afraid that Wendy would hate him for the rest of her life. Even if she was pregnant with another man’s child and she made him a humiliated cuckold, he could not bear being this cruel to her.
Right as Michael said those words, Christian punched him forcefully from behind. He turned around and saw that Christian had managed to break free of his bodyguards. Christian’s reinforcements had also arrived and surrounded them at this moment.
Michael did not feel surprised. The more Christian tried to protect Wendy’s child, the more certain Michael felt about him being the father of the child. of course, Michael did not know that Christian had orchestrated it on purpose. The truth was that Christian’s reinforcements had been hiding in the hospital for a long time now. If Michael had not hesitated, Christian would not have tried to resist.
After all, his goal was to make sure that the abortion went through. He wanted to watch Michael kill his own child. He did not expect his brother to change his mind about it.
Christian knew that if Michael did not insist on Wendy going through with the surgery, he would learn the truth sooner or later. And when that time came, it was obvious that Michael and Wendy would reconcile and start a family. This was something that Christian could not allow.
Hence, he chose to activate his reinforcements now.
After restraining Michael, Christian led his men into the operating room. Wendy did not hear Michael’s request for the surgery to be put on hold. At that moment, she was thinking about how she planned on joining her child in the afterlife after this surgery. She knew that she was helpless around Michael. Since she could not resist, she would simply die along with her child.
Just when she had lost all hope, the doors slid open again.
Christian entered the room. He jogged over to the bed and shoved the surgeon who was preparing to start the procedure.
"Wendy, don’t be afraid. Come with me," said Christian as he took her hand. Then, he instructed the men standing behind him, "Stop my brother and his bodyguards no matter what it takes!"
Wendy got off the hospital bed, feeling dazed. However, she knew that Christian was offering her help right now. No matter what, her priority was to protect her child, so she allowed Christian to lead her out of the room without hesitation.
Michael, who was still being restrained by Christian’s reinforcements outside the operating room, watched with wide eyes as Wendy walked past him. He managed to break free of the men pinning him down and said, "Wendy Stewart, are you really leaving with him?"
Wendy glanced at Michael and swallowed dryly.
She did not answer him, and instead of hesitating any further, she started running out of the hospital with Christian leading the way. If she had to choose between her child and Michael, her choice was obvious.
Michael was only in this situation because he was caught off-guard by Christian’s reinforcements. However, he had brought many bodyguards to the hospital, too. Soon, all the extra bodyguards that he had summoned received instructions not to let Wendy and Christian leave the hospital.
"Wendy, let’s hurry..." Christian immediately pushed Wendy into the elevator when he saw the doors slide open. As the elevator descended one floor after another, Wendy felt increasingly anxious. The moment the doors opened, they found themselves surrounded by men in suits.
Wendy instinctively stepped back. She said, "What should we do? These men appeared to be Michael’s bodyguards."
"Don’t be afraid, those are my men," said Christian as he pointed at a group of men who came running toward them, "They’ll be able to stop Michael’s bodyguards. Just hold my hand and I’ll lead you out of here when the time comes."
Right now, Wendy had no choice but to believe that Christian’s idea would work. Soon, the two groups of men met and began fighting.
Christian took advantage of the chaos to lead Wendy out of the hospital.
At that moment, Michael’s voice rang out behind them, "Wendy Stewart, stop right now!"
Wendy did not react to Michael’s demand at all. However, her belly started hurting just then. She clutched it with her hand as her pace started to slow down. Her baby bump was obvious now that she was already five months pregnant. It seemed that all the stress she had gone through today had taken a toll on her.
"Wendy, what’s wrong?" said Christian as he watched Wendy start to move more slowly. He grabbed her hand, and when he looked behind to see Michael chasing them, he said anxiously, "My brother is about to catch up. Please hang in there a little longer, there’s a car waiting for us right outside. We’re almost there." As he said that, he pointed at a black car parked right by the road.
"I..." Wendy gritted her teeth. She inhaled deeply and persisted in her endeavor. Mentally, she told her baby, "Just bear with this for a little longer, we’ll be out of here soon."
Even though the car was getting nearer and nearer, Wendy found herself increasingly unable to continue running. She fell to the ground with beads of perspiration pooling on her forehead.
Her face was also incredibly pale. Finally, Michael caught up with them. They were quickly surrounded.
"Wendy Stewart, how dare you to run away with Christian in front of me!" yelled Michael, who felt pathetic for having gone soft just a moment ago and wanting to stop the surgery from taking place. But how did Wendy repay his kindness?
She made him watch as she followed Christian out of the hospital.
Wendy had tried begging Michael to spare her baby’s life, but he remained unmoved. Even kneeling before him did not work. She decided not to employ the same tactics she had used earlier. Clutching her belly and enduring the sharp pain that she was feeling, she said slowly, "Michael, you don’t have to force me to undergo the abortion. You can just kill me right now. Anyway, if I lose my child, I’ll die too." Her gaze was cold, determined, and filled with hatred for Michael. freewёbnoνel.com
She stared fixedly at the man standing before her, who had caused her unimaginable pain.
Because of him, she had degraded herself and put up with all kinds of terrible things. Right now, she no longer harbored any hope about him, and she also did not wish to continue begging him for anything. She would rather die with her child.
"Wendy Stewart, are you threatening me right now?" Michael sneered, "Do you think I’m afraid to kill you? Or do you believe that I can’t bear to do that?"
His words were like daggers stabbing her heart.
However, her heart had withered a long time ago, and she no longer felt any pain. That was the truth-she was completely numb to these emotions.
