I don’t know since when, but I have become more accustomed to lying
Once upon a time, I used to despise people like this…
At night, 1 rested alone in the ward.
Drowsily, it seemed like I heard the sound of Josiah arguing with the doctor.
“My wife dropped the child in your hospital, you must take responsibility!”
What do your nurses eat? Why couldn’t they detect it in the first place?
Originally, my child could still be saved, but now my wife almost lost her life! You must take responsibility!
The doctor, annoyed, spoke in a cold voice.
“Sir, please calm down. The abortion proceshire was already scheduled by this young lady two days in advance. Even if she hadn’t fallen, the baby couldn’t have been saved.”
“And when the patient fell, our colleague witnessed it with their own eyes. She was dragged to the edge of the stairs by someone. If you don’t believe it, you can call the police and check the surveillance footage now!”
The sound of the door opening, under the dim light, Josiah’s face looked stern.
I looked at him with a gaze full of complex emotions.
I lay on the sickbed, furrowing my brows uneasily.
He rucked himself into the corner and carefully closed the curtains for me.
“Wife, I’m sorry…
A light apology was blown away by the night breeze, barely audible.
The next day, when he opened his eyes, he had already disappeared.
Only the steaming porridge in the bedside thermos could prove that he had been here.
I asked the nurse to help me throw away the lunch box and bought another hospital breakfast.
The nurse hesitated, her gaze towards me showing some hesitation.
After a long while, they finally argued and spoke up.
“Don’t you know yet? That Mr. Gilbert, he called the police early this morning and arrested someone from the hospital!”
“When we went to the police station to cooperate with the investigation, they specifically instructed us to take good care of you.”
I lifted my head and my voice was light.
Who did you catch?”
“The person who wanted to pull you downstairs that day!”
I opened my phone and glanced at the news. Sure enough, the photo showed Aurora’s fierce and angry face.
It seemed that the conspiracy was exposed in front of someone, and she was also too lazy to continue pretending
It restored its original appearance.
The comments section is filled with speculations that she intentionally pushed the pregnant woman, which is no different from premeditated murder. There is a high probability that she will have to spend several years in prison.
But as I looked at these messages, I couldn’t muster any emotions.
Even if I kill her now, I cannot bring back my child.
Although the decision to have an induced abortion was made, being forced to have one and choosing to have one voluntarily are completely different. That day, I actually wasn’t prepared yet.
