Chapter 9
Ethan frowned a little, and something strange flashed through his mind.
He raised his hand and rubbed his brow, forcing down that strange sense of discomfort, and said, “We can’t be late for the board meeting.”
Gwen sat up wrapped in the sheet, tracing circles on his back with her fingertip: “So… come back early tonight?”
Her upturned face had a satisfied blush, but there was a hint of calculation in her eyes.
As soon as Ethan left, Gwen grabbed her phone and told her mom the news that it was done.
“I told you a long time ago, Ethan couldn’t let you go.” Diana’s voice was full of barely hidden joy. “Everything at the hospital was taken care of. The doctor who saw you before will admit it was a misdiagnosis. Once you get pregnant with his baby, let’s see what Adelia can use to fight you.”
***
Ethan came to the company.
Just walked into the meeting room and saw a few board members gathered around an executive, asking how he was doing.
“Mr. Roberson, you really had to take care of yourself.”
“You could just join this kind of meeting online from now on.”
The man weakly pulled at the corner of his mouth, “I’m living on
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borrowed time. If you don’t come now, there won’t be another chance.
Ethan’s eyes fell on the man.
Herbert Roberson, a key member of the company, was also a late–stage cancer patient.
Ever since he was diagnosed, he got thinner and thinner so fast you could see it, and now he was just skin and bones.
And the doctor gave him a deadline too, which was half a year.
The meeting started soon.
Executives went up to report one after another, but Ethan’s attention stayed on Herbert.
Same as other terminal patients, Herbert looked lifeless, his eyes dull, and his skin had a grayish–black tone.
And Gwen…
“Mr. Fargeat, that’s all from the Marketing Department.” The executive’s voice brought Ethan’s mind back.
He said calmly, “Got it, send the file to my email.”
After the meeting ended, Ethan didn’t rush to work. Instead, he called
Gwen and asked her to send him the last medical record.
Gwen immediately got alert and asked Ethan, “Why do you suddenly want my medical records?”
“I had someone find a good specialist. I wanted him to take a look and see if there were any other treatment options.” Ethan sounded calm, twirling his pen between his fingers.
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“Forget it.” Gwen sighed, “My doctor was one of the best in the field. If he said it couldn’t be cured, then it really couldn’t be cured.”
Ethan paused his pen–twirling, “You didn’t even want to give it a try?”
Gwen caught the hint in what Ethan said and quickly replied, “How could that be? If there’s a good treatment, of course I wanted to give it a try.”
“Then just send over the medical records.”
Five minutes later, Gwen sent the medical record.
Ethan forwarded the medical record to his private doctor and asked if there was anything unusual.
After a while, the private doctor called.
“Mr. Fargeat, I looked over the medical records, no problem, but…”
Ethan frowned, “But what?”
The private doctor took a deep breath and said, “I came to Mercy Hospital today for a seminar and happened to hear some staff here talking about Mrs. Fargeat…”
“You mean, Adelia?”
“Mrs. Fargeat asked the hospital to keep this from you, but I thought you, as her husband, had the right to know the truth.”
After the call ended, Ethan got some photos from his private doctor.
He opened the photo.
When the words “seven weeks pregnant” hit my eyes, all the blood in my body froze instantly.
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Adelia, she…
Pregnant?
Ethan couldn’t believe his eyes, so he checked a few more times, but it
was still the same.
He couldn’t sit still anymore, grabbed his car keys, and drove to Mercy Hospital.
***
The doctor in charge of Adelia’s abortion saw Ethan.
She looked serious and said, “Ms. Keith was indeed pregnant. When she was brought here, she was barely alive. I called her family and you many times, but no one answered.”
“Mr. Fargeat, I really didn’t get it. Ms. Keith was your wife and she was pregnant. How could you be so heartless?”
Ethan clenched his fists, and his face got darker and darker.
The medical record showed that the date Adelia had the abortion was exactly the same day she cursed Gwen and got locked in the dark room.
At that time, she got splashed all over with dog blood. When he was about to leave, she begged him, saying, I had a miscarriage, please take me to the hospital.
At that time, he just thought Adelia was acting.
I didn’t expect that she was actually pregnant back then.
He killed his and Adelia’s child with his own hands!
“Mr. Fargeat, do you have anything else to ask?” The doctor’s voice was
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cold as ice, and the look behind his glasses was full of contempt.
Ethan’s knuckles turned white. The report
After a while, he squeezed out four word as crumpled in his hand.
“That’s it, thanks.”
The moment he rushed out of the office, he suddenly punched the wall.
However, the sharp pain from my finger bones was nothing compared to the overwhelming regret in my heart.
Adelia really wanted a kid.
At that time, she was lying in that stinky place, feeling the life in her belly slipping away. How desperate must she have felt?
The most important thing was, Adelia had a strong sense of responsibility for new life, and she kept thinking she had to save up enough blessings for the child in this life.
If she was really pregnant, how could she ignore karma and curse Gwen again and again, hurting her so badly?
