Getting My Ex-wife Back

“You can leave now.” Aria waved her hand and sent Minnie off.

Minnie headed downstairs but she suspected something was going on. What secrets were Aria hiding? It seemed that she cared a lot about Marissa’s phone call, what would it be? There was some mystery in this! She should figure it out and make good use of it. Maybe, she could make a fortune out of it!

Thinking of this, she touched the thick stack of cash in her pocket and grinned. This was indeed a good day for her.

After Minnie left, Aria grew restless.

The heavy snow these few days had the city covered in white. On the other hand, Jenna had been throwing up even with an empty stomach. The pregnancy symptoms gave her no time and effort to think about anything else. She was numb and hollow, the winter coldness and loneliness penetrating through the skin into her heart.

Hannah was busy with work every day, squeezing little time to take care of her. Even so, Jenna could not tell her mother nor anyone else about her pregnancy, enduring the pain alone.

The ache drilled into her heart as she touched her belly. She had become ghastly thin over the course of a couple of days.

One day, she put on the thick sable fur coat, hid her face in, and went to the Maternal and Child Health Hospital.

Jenna pleaded to the baby in her stomach, apologizing over and over. She had no intention to give birth nor was she in a great position to do so. She prayed that her child would not blame her for being cruel.

The child came at the wrong time. She could only make such a decision!

After queuing up for the check-in, she took heavy steps up to the consultation room on the third floor.

She stared blankly at her waiting ticket. Her appointment was at the same room she had gone to that day and the attending doctor was again, Donald. Awkwardness grew when she saw his name; she was not used to having a man attend to these matters. Her gut instinct had spoken against it and she felt uneasy at the idea.

Many patients were outside in the waiting area.

“Hubby, I’m feeling so unwell, being pregnant is so tiring. It’s all your fault.” Next to Jenna was a woman, vomiting from time to time. She complained to the man beside her, who was taking good care of her.

The man was gentle and smiling. He comforted, “I’m sorry, Honey. It’s all my fault that you have to go through this. I promise you, after you’ve given birth, I’ll take care of the child and everything else, okay?”

He patted her back as he spoke, giving her all of his love. Nevertheless, she was unsatisfied as she pouted and continued to moan and groan about her discomfort.

Compared to her, Jenna was simply suffering in hell. Her situation could not compare at all!

She hid her face under the fur coat. It was as if the stares from other people were poisonous. Should she be caught by those gazes, the venom would sink into her and find its way into her blood, leaving her in agonizing pain.

She did not dare to look at anyone as if she had committed the greatest sin. She did not dare to listen to the woman beside her, her complaints kittenish in sweet happiness; nor did she dare to listen to the man, enclosing his woman with pure attentiveness and affection. The sight of the couple was a sentence to Jenna, the sentence of failing to remain a virtuous woman.

She was pregnant before marriage.

Any woman would fall into the depths of shame and ridicule if such a thing were to happen in A city. Not to mention that she held her head high in pride. She was hopeless apart from escaping reality and tending to her wounds alone.

Tears quietly stained her coat. Jenna curled up on the iron bench with her head lowered and sobs were stuck in her throat.

“Dad, I have yet to avenge you. I can’t give birth to the child so selfishly,” she thought.

This was unfair to the child.

She shall trust no one from now on. She would avenge her father with her own bare hands, and bring him and her mother justice. With that, he would finally rest in peace.

After this day, she would get back on her feet and never be deceived again.

“Child, the stars are to blame for this. You have come to me when they are not aligned,” she lamented. Should there be another life, a reincarnation, she hoped that the baby would be born into a better family.

Her fingers hidden in her long sleeves stroked her stomach and she felt the nausea welling up again, urging her to vomit.

She was about to stand when there were sounds of footsteps.

The people waiting in the lobby saw flashes of golden in front of their eyes, and all of them turned their heads and looked.

They saw a beautiful woman in fashionable clothes, accompanied by an elegant, elite woman of high society. Behind them were four servants. She swayed out of the elevator, heading towards the lobby.

Jenna felt the unusual atmosphere in the air, therefore she raised her head a little and looked out through the gap in her hood.

She quickly lowered her head in a hurry and hid her face under the hood as best as she could. She did not dare to look up again.

It was Marissa and Aria. They came to the hospital, presumably for an examination.

Wasn’t this too much of a coincidence? Of all the times she could come!

She actually met this despicable woman!

Jenna felt her heartbeat in a mess, her entire body in uneasiness.

She did not want Aria to know about her coming to the hospital, let alone for them to find out about her pregnancy. She shut her eyes tight and tried to come up with a plan, her brain running on high speed.

“Dear patients, Dr. Colton will not be available this morning. He has a prior engagement booked by another patient. Your consultations will be canceled or changed to another doctor in the afternoon.” Shortly after Aria went in, the head nurse came over and made the announcement.

“Why? Then what about us?”

“Is being rich everything? We came here first. Why send us away when they just arrived?”

“That’s right, I’ve been in line since early in the morning. Finally, it’s almost my turn but this happened. This hospital is bullsh*t.”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yeah, what a snobbish hospital. They will see the wealthy at an instant but ignore us, the ordinary people’s illnesses. This is so unethical.”

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Opposition from the crowd burst out.

The head nurse saw them dissatisfied and she knew that it was the hospital to blame. She could only keep on smiling as she apologized, “Sorry everyone, today is a special occasion. Dr. Colton is the patient’s special care and it was booked long ago. Today is the patient’s examination day. Please forgive and understand us. Everyone may choose another doctor or come back in the afternoon. My apologies, we’re sorry.”

“In the afternoon? You say it as if it’s easy. What should we do at noon? We have to go back to work in the afternoon too. They are all pregnant women bearing a child, and we have been sitting here and waiting for such a long time. If something happens, can the hospital take responsibility for it?” A man stood up and protested loudly.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, the nurse said anxiously, “Alright then, please sit down and wait patiently. I’ll go and ask my manager about this.”

The head nurse hurried away after speaking.

Jenna could not sit there and wait anymore. It seemed impossible to terminate the pregnancy on this day.

She was already in a terrible state. Her feelings were in conflict and anxiety, and she was in a bad mood. She could not risk being recognized by Aria and Marissa. All of these things have piled up on her and she could no longer stay here. Jenna quietly stood up and walked toward the elevator, hunching over as soon as she entered the space. She covered her mouth and tried her best to endure the nausea.

Her stomach was churning and it was awfully uncomfortable. She waited for the elevator to stop and rushed out. She then ran toward the trash can, supported herself with a hand on the wall and vomited violently.

There was cold sweat on her forehead and she was seeing dark spots.

She fumbled for a place to sit down, took a few deep breaths, and closed her eyes to rest for a while. Only then did she feel a little relieved.

As soon as she calmed down, a baby’s cry sounded in her ears. It became louder and louder, and there was more than one. Her eyes widened in surprise and when she looked up, Jenna saw that she had reached the Obstetrics and Gynecology Department.

She had forgotten to press the downward button in the elevator, therefore the elevator brought her here coincidentally.

The cries of the newborn babies hit her along with a hint of warmth. For a moment, there was a peculiar feeling in her heart that she had never experienced before.

She subconsciously reached for her lower abdomen.

In front of her eyes, the faces of adorable infants began to appear. A small smile crept across her face.

As if under a spell, Jenna stood up slowly.

There was a gym in the corridor towards the delivery room with several swimming tanks in them. The colorful little floating tubes warmed up the atmosphere.

Several young mothers were standing outside the glass window looking at the tanks, showing affectionate and knowing smiles.

Jenna slowly approached them, only to discover that there were many newborn babies in the swimming tank of the gym ‘swimming’ in it.

A pink and tender face so small with eyes closed slightly and skin a little wrinkled, comfortably laid in a swim ring. He was quiet and relaxed as if still in his mother’s womb, so at ease.

A few playful ones were almost dancing, punching and kicking in the water. They looked so cute.

The troubles and hardships of the past few days had seemed to disappear. Jenna lifted the corners of her mouth and her eyes shone with light. The sight of these newborns were flames, instantly melting the cold in her icy heart, leaving a pool of warmth.

All she felt was being touched and a passion toward life.

She placed her hand on her stomach once more. A warm feeling came rushing from the bottom of her heart.

Her child was the closest person to her in the world. Why would she get rid of her child?

What wrong had the baby done? A precious life should not be forced to an end this way.

It was the fault of the grown-ups. The sacrifices should not be borne by innocent lives. How cruel would this be, what was she doing?

Her father was gone and her mother was seriously ill. Who else in this world could she rely on?

Why should she get rid of her only, dearest child? What a despicable idea.

No, she could not do this.

She loved her child. This thought was intensely strong, pounding in her being at the moment, just like all the women who were about to become mothers. Apart from excitement and being moved, there was joy in her heart. It was a tiny being of life, it was her flesh and blood. The closest person to her in the world.

All her bad thoughts had vanished. In this one moment, Jenna decided that she was going to give birth to the child.

She would not use this child to threaten Hansen. She would not let him know about its existence either. She was capable of raising the child without his help.

After the child was born, it would be her family. She would no longer be alone, she would have a child who could accompany her and they would depend on each other. Together, they would pull through the hardships in the world.

Maternal love was great and invincible. She believed that there was nothing she could not overcome with her love. She was not afraid of death, she would not be afraid of any suffering! Her pride, shame, and ego could all go to hell!

With this enthusiasm, Jenna tore the medical records and waiting ticket apart before resolutely walking out of the hospital.