It was the second day morning when Alora opened her eyes.
She subconsciously reached out and touched her tummy, where there was a flat touch that reminded her of the death of her baby.
That baby even did not make the third month!
Great sorrow once again grabbed Aloras heart, and her wanton tears once again soaked the pillow.
"Miss Lux."
A gentle voice sounded, followed by the doctor who performed the surgery for Alora yesterday: "Are you awake?"
Alora did not answer her question, but cast her sight at a bottle glass in the doctors hand.
"Is it…"
She vaguely guessed something, thus an abnormal red flashed on her pale face.
"Yes, this is your babys body."
The doctor sighed and handed Alora the bottle: "I think it should be yours."
"Thank you so much, doctor. Thank you so much…"
Alora repeated grateful words and took the bottle with both trembling hands.
After that, she carefully kept the bottle in her hands as if there was nothing more precious than it.
"Im sorry."
The doctor had to turn around to cover her tears of sympathy.
Seeing her trembling back, Alora felt rather complicated.
Even a doctor who has never known her would be sad to see such a scene, how could Vincent, the father of the kid, bear to give such a cruel order?
Can human really be that heartless?
"I hate to say this, but."
The doctor finally pacified her emotions and turned back to Alora, reluctantly finishing the sentence: "But you will have your womb cut in three days."
Alora was dumbstruck on the spot, and her eyes instantly turned aimless.
The doctor also knew how cruel the news was, so she hurried out of the room after saying this.
As she left far, Aloras eyes suddenly returned bright.
She decided to escape.
Vincent has mercilessly taken her baby away, in no way should she stay here and see her womb removed.
Carefully holding the glass bottle in her hand, she held her breath and crept out of the ward.
When she was about to go downstairs, a conversation in a VIP ward attracted her attention.
"Vincent, I am not that strong as I look. Whenever I think of what happened two years ago, I will feel very sad…"
It did not take Alora too long to recognize Violets voice.
She held her breath and continued overhearing.
"Things will be different in three days."
Vincent gently comforted Violet: "Alora will compensate you with a new womb."
"Is this true?"
Violets voice sounded quite surprised, but her tone soon turned worried: "But what about Alora? How could she become a mother without it?"
"You dont have to feel sorry for this."
Vincent seriously said: "Your womb wouldnt have been hurt if it werent for her. She owns you! "
"What a vicious man he is!"
Alora bit her lips with all her strength because only in this way could she reluctantly maintain calm in front of Vincents cruel nature.
Holding back all kinds of thoughts generated from the conversation she overheard, Alora quickened her pace to leave the hospital.
She was not going to give her womb to Violet.
But the Luck Fairy has never been on Aloras side.
When she was one step from leaving, that female doctor suddenly returned and saw her.
"Miss Lux, where are you going?!"
Alora almost ran at the same time when seeing the doctor, but the doctors loud voice alerted the bodyguards.
As a result, Alora was once again under Vincents control just after a few minutes. "
"She seemed to have recovered very well", sneered Vincent: "Lets make the surgery today."
"Vincent, enough!"
Alora raised her head and said word by word: "I should not have married you in the first place. Give me the divorce agreement and I will sign it immediately."
"Dont you think its a little too late?"
Vincent spared her mercy: "I will have you sign the agreement but not before the surgery."
He waved his hand, and then the bodyguards forcefully dragged Alora into the surgery room.
"No!"
The corridor was filled with Aloras desperate yell: "That vicious woman does not deserve my womb!"