Violet held her forehead, her heart inexplicably feeling indescribable.
Why did this bizarre scenario come to her mind when she just had a headache?
“Mrs. Murphy, what's wrong with you?” Seeing Violet’s pale face, Bella asked with concern.
Violet shook her head, and said in a hoarse voice, “I'm fine, I just had a sudden headache, I'm fine
now.”
“Let's go in first, then.” Bella was relieved to hear that.
Violet nodded in agreement.
Bella helped Violet to sit down on the sofa in the living room and was to to go pour her a glass of water.
Violet suddenly called out to Bella, “Bella, you heard the argument between me and Stanley just now,
right?”
Bella nodded.
“Then do you think that it was really my mother who ran over and killed Stanley's parents?” Violet
looked at her hopefully.
Bella's eyes dodged, “How would I know about such things?”
She had just stood watching from a short distance while the two were arguing.
She could see that Stanley wasn't lying, but likewise, Violet didn't look like she was either.
It was true that her mother did not have a red car.
Since the truth was still to be found out, Bella thought she’d better shut up.
Violet understood Bella's concerns and did not continue to ask.
After Bella left, Violet curled up on the sofa, silently lost in thought.
She thought for a moment about Stanley saying her mother had hit her parents.
A moment later, she thought about Stanley saying he regretted falling in love with her and regretted
marrying her.
Both thoughts, tormenting her, were about to make her break down, and she didn't even know what to
do.
Violet lost sleeps this night, because as soon as she closed her eyes, her mind was filled of these
thought, and she couldn't sleep peacefully at all.
The next day, she got to work after dropping her two children off at the kindergarten.
Jessie excitedly pushed open her office door, holding a very high-end looking magazine, “Violet, here is
the Century magazine, come and take a look.”
Violet forced a smile, but in the next second, she felt onto the desk, unconscious.
“Violet?” Jessie was startled and threw the magazine in her hand away, rushing up to check on Violet's
condition.
Seeing that Violet was unconscious, she was even more anxious and shouted, “Someone, call an
ambulance.”
Soon, Violet was taken to the ambulance.
Jessie went up with her as a chaperone.
Coincidentally, the ambulance was from the same hospital where Violet did her paternity test yesterday.
As Violet was wheeled into the emergency room, Jessie stood outside the emergency room, pacing
worriedly.
After an unknown amount of time, the emergency room finally opened.
A doctor came out from inside and Jessie hurried to come forward, “Doctor, how is my friend?”
“She is fine, she just got not enough rest lately, coupled with mental stress and malnutrition, she
passed out. Luckily the baby in her belly is all right, but she has to take care of it in the future.” The
doctor said as he took off his mask.
Jessie was confused before she found her voice, “What did you just say? A baby in her belly? She is
pregnant?”
“Yes, exactly one and a half months.” The doctor nodded, turned to leave regardless of the
dumbfounded Jessie.
Jessie blinked and looked at the emergency room and then in the direction the doctor had left, finally
accepting the fact that Violet was pregnant.
Jessie forced a smile on her face, “Why are you pregnant at this time?”
It was only logical that she should be happy that Violet was pregnant.
But the timing of Violet's pregnancy was not right, because Mr. Murphy's attitude towards Violet
changed drastically. What should the baby do if they separated?
What a headache!
Jessie patted her head and then she saw Violet being pushed out.
Jessie followed along and went to the ward to take care of Violet.
By the time Violet woke up, it was already two in the afternoon.
Violet propped herself up and sat up, “Jessie.”
“'You're finally awake. Your sudden coma scared me to death.” Jessie got up and gave Violet a pillow,
“Are you all right?”
“Yes.” said Violet, “But I am dizzy, by the way, what happened to me?”
“You have not enough rest, but get mental stress and malnutrition.” Jessie replied.
Violet nodded, not surprised by her current situation, for she knew very well that she did not rest well or
eat well.
However, Jessie's next sentence completely froze Violet.
“Violet, besides all that, you're pregnant.” Jessie pointed at her belly.
Violet's pupils shrank and she subconsciously touched up her belly, “I ...... I'm pregnant?”
“Yeah, a month and a half.” Jessie nodded.
Violet looked down at her belly, her mood mixed with joy, excitement, and bewilderment.
Jessie poured her a glass of water, “Well, the baby is all right. I have ordered some food for you and it
will be here in a while.”
“Thanks.” Violet was moved and took the glass of water over.
Jessie smiled, “What are you thanking me for? I'm your best friend, but what are you going to do about
this baby?”
“What do you mean?”
“I'm asking you, are you going to have this baby born, or ......”
She stopped at this.
But Violet understood her words.
Jessie asked her if she wanted to get abortion.
The feeling of joy in Violet's heart about being pregnant disappeared without a trace, and was replaced
by panic and anxiety.
Seeing that her face got paler and paler, Jessie became nervous, “Violet, what's wrong with you?”
“Jessie, what exactly do you think I should do?” Violet bit her lower lip and said in a trembling voice.
Jessie was confused, “What happened?”
Violet told Jessie about her argument with Stanley last night.
Jessie was surprised to hear that, “So Mr. Murphy thinks that your mother ran over his parents and that
he has evidence in his hand?”
“Yes.” Violet nodded her head.
Jessie sighed, “How could this happen? Did your mother really do that?”
“No, but I can't come up with any evidence.” Violet shook her head.
Jessie rubbed her cheeks and mocked, “How come you are involved in all these feuds with the parents
of the person you like?”
Violet felt into silence.
Jessie took a sign before she said, “So Violet, you have not decided to have the baby born or not,
right?”
Violet's eyes flashed and she acquiesced.
“Since Mr. Murphy said so, he is determined to break up with you, and ...”
Jessie looked at her, “If it was really your mother did that, Mr. Murphy would definitely separate from
you, let alone the child in your belly, after all, no one can accept the daughter of their enemy.”
George couldn't.
Naturally, Stanley couldn't either.
How could Violet not know that?
And therefore her heart ached.
If she had the baby born, it would have no father be around.
But if she had abortion ......
Violet grabbed her clothes, not daring to think about it anymore, for her heart hurt so badly.
She did not want to have an abortion!
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