Vicki, who keeps talking about Anna's end, is really weird.

It felt as if Vicki had manipulated Anna's fate and was proud of it.

The idea came out of the blue, and Laura even thought it was ridiculous.

But when Vicki's mood changes are recounted throughout, it seems that something tells Laura that Anna and her child's death are concerned with Vicki.

Laura was shocked.

She kept recalling Vicki's cocky, domineering words.

Then she forced herself to remember the procedure and the outcome of Anna's surgery a year earlier.

Is this really more than a medical accident?

Laura pressed her lips together, lost in thought.

But before she could figure out why, Sid pushed the door open and entered the bedroom.

"Aren't you out? Why are you back?"

Laura was struggling with Vicki and Anna when Sid came in so unexpectedly. She blinked at Sid and asked.

"Why are you so nervous?"

"Where's that man who was trying to contact you?"

Sid's tone was not good, and what he said naturally doesn't sound good. Laura thought she'd be hurt by Sid's words.

Laura has no intention to explain, and also knows that her explanation is just sophistry for him, so she simply lowers her head and no longer replies.

From Sid's point of view, you can see how messy she is. There are tiny tears in her once soft white dress, and her silky hair is messy. Sid was so upset at the sight of her, and even more so at the sight of her red wounds, that he shut his eyes and prepared not to look at her again.

Just in time to look back, I saw her earlobe, which had obviously been disinfected, but there was a little oozing of blood.

Or did he accidentally hurt her with the whip?

The idea was quickly dismissed by Sid, who said the wound was small and looked like it might have been caused by a pull on an earring or eardrop.

What has she been wearing these two days?

Stud earrings?

Sid wasn't impressed, but he asked unconsciously, "What happened to your ear?"

Laura did not expect him to ask this, nor did she expect him to notice this, so she was a little confused for a moment.

After the reaction, he whispered, "Nothing, I accidentally hurt it."

"Be careful." Sid gave a dry cough.

Laura because of his words, the heart of the moment mentioned his voice, splash fresh, at a loss to beat up.

He... Does he care about me?

But it's Laura who thinks too much. Sid's next words blew her back to her original shape.

"Keep it from spilling on the floor. You are too dirty."

Laura's breath was blocked in her heart, and the expression she had tried to put on was stiff on her face.

She felt like a fish washed up on the shore, her scales exposed to the light. Terrified, she ducked, twisting her body with difficulty, trying to get back to the sea, surrounded by the sea, covered herself.

But the ocean is too far away from her, she exhausted all her strength, and finally can only be stranded on the shore, by everyone to look on, there is no escape.

She thought it must be a joke that she was at Sid's.

She said no more, and did not want to ask Sid why he had come back.

Because she knew that she would be bringing disgrace upon herself.

But even if she didn't want to ask, Sid was determined to insult her.

"Do you know why I came back?”

"I was afraid you'd improvise some tricks to try and keep the bastard inside you."

"You were just so nervous because you are ready to contact that man to figure out some methods. I did not say wrong, right?"

Sid didn’t shy away from approaching Laura and confronting her.

Every word knocked on the tip of Laura's heart, Laura felt that feeling was extremely uncomfortable, as if the blood surging inside the body all turned into the needle, difficult flow.

Laura tried to retort, but also tried to put herself right, laughing at Sid and defaming her with the worst words.

But when Sid spoke those words, Laura felt her palms burning, her ears ringing, the light blurry in front of her, and she was cut into strange shapes.

She felt that she really didn't need to explain, and Sid didn't need to hear it.

Laura also gave up on herself.

She even thought that was it, Sid's child would be the last to die anyway.

Sid's revenge on her is revenge on himself.

So she gave Sid what he wanted and said, "You're right. I want to keep the baby."

"You're right."

Sid's face showed no emotion, but the clenched fist was a silent sign that he was on the verge of rage.

His thin lips are tightly pressed, and his eyes, which soften his mood, are also staring at Laura.

Laura didn’t even look up at him, and Sid grabbed her by the throat for no reason.

Sid's movements were quick and accurate, and he didn't hesitate to tighten his grip.

Laura's neck was thinner than he had expected.

Sid is morbidly pressing straight against Laura's throat.

Laura instinctively put out her hand and waved it at random, gasping hard, her palm-sized face instantly flushed and her eyes sour.

She tried to lift her hand to pull Sid's fingers away from her throat, but she had no strength.

Laura felt her eyeballs bloodshot and the air around her became very thin. Sid's movements continue, and Laura soon gives up flapping her arms, her delicate little nose opening and closing.

She's really a fish out of water, Laura thought.

She's losing oxygen. She's probably dying.

She’s strangled to death by Sid.

To be buried with that woman.

Her life was so miserable that it ended so unexpectedly before it had even begun.

Sid really hated her. He wanted to kill her.

But there were so many things she did not do, so many places she wanted to see, so many things she wanted to see.

Laura feels sorrow for herself.

Her life, with Anna and Sid, is completely derailed.

But why?

Why should her.

A second before Laura believed she is going to die. She heard Sid's voice vaguely.

Sid's voice crept into her ears, not loud and clear, as if from the edge of life and death.

"You'd better not provoke me."

Sid then let go of her.

Laura is instantly redeemed, breathing in huge gulps of fresh air and coughing stiffly.

Life is a fragile thing. From the brink of life and death to pick up a life, Laura's mind only has such a thought.

"Boring."

Seeing Laura gasping for breath, Sid only felt more agitated.

Neither of them spoke again for a moment, and presently there was a knock at the door.

"Sir, it's Dr. Jamie."

The servant spoke respectfully at the door.

Laura was still panting and confused.

"Let him in."

Sid barely gave Laura a shake and said, deadpan, "The doctor who did your abortion is here. Don't try anything else."

Laura was stiff for a moment, then chills for a long time.

She had had hopes and hopes for someone like Sid.

Stupid.

I wonder if Sid would feel guilty knowing that he killed his own child.

Probably not. Sid won't recognize anyone except Anna's child.

He is so cold and heartless.

Laura wasn't thinking clearly until Dr. Jamie came in. Or maybe she's just had a near-death experience, and she's thinking a lot, mostly about what happened between Sid and herself, and occasionally about Vicki.

"Sir, madam, Dr. Jamie is here." The servant's voice interrupted Laura's reverie just in time. Laura gave the doctor a soft look and then looked down again.

"Hello, thank you for doing this operation." Sid stood up and shook hands with the doctor.

"It's all right, Mr. Sid, but what's wrong with madam? She doesn't look well."

Now Laura's clothes are in a mess, her hair is in a mess, and her white face has become dirty and her head is hanging low. She has just been abused.

Perhaps feeling out of place, the doctor added, "I mean, you also need to be in a relaxed mood and in the right physiological condition before having an abortion, otherwise it may cause other complications and even sequelae."

"I'm all right."

Laura, who had been sitting on the bed, said in a small voice, "Doctor, everything is normal for me and I can go directly to the operation."

"Madam, the abortion operation is said to be small and the novel is also big, I hope not impulsive, I should at least first bandage the wound on madam's ear, madam, this is the cause of the earring was pulled, if not solved in time, it is likely to inflammation and pus..."

"Have you done?"

Sid interrupted Dr. Jamie in the middle of his speech: "I invited you here to have an abortion, not to do that. Don't worry about what's wrong with her. Do what you have to do."

Sid spoke quietly, but every word carried weight, and Dr. Jamie couldn't say anything more. It was a family matter, so he could only repeat: "Has Sir Really thought about it?"

"Yes."

Sid replied without hesitation, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Dr. Jamie's large medical kit.

"Ok Sir, then please avoid here now, so that I can perform aseptic operation for the wife."

"I'm here in case anything goes wrong."

Sid glanced at the medicine cabinet again.

Dr. Jamie wants to say that his presence here will only cause trouble, but considering Sid's ability to control the storm in A City, disobeying him won't end well.

As for the abortion operation, the child's biological father does not love, what is the meaning of their own love.

But it was pitiful that the child's mother, covered in bruises and haggard, had been forced to undergo an abortion when she was so tired.

"The doctor thought, sighed slowly, and opened the large medicine box he was carrying.

Metallic vascular clamp is reflecting the lamplight of the bedroom, it is dazzling very much.

Sid's eyebrows furrowed unconsciously as he looked at the sharp edge of the weapon.

The doctor methodically prepared the instrument and lovingly pulled the doors, Windows and screens.

At the same time, he kept comforting Laura who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, telling her to take a deep breath, not to be nervous and adjust herself.

Laura didn't show any extra emotion during the whole process, while Sid couldn't sit still.

All instruments of operation are very dazzling, in the bedroom gradually had some of the taste of disinfectant.

That’s familiar and unfamiliar.

Sid was breathing a little fast.

The doctor is still giving instructions, helping Laura to lie on the bed, giving her the most comfortable position, and constantly moving around in front of Sid.

Some not-so-good memories are creeping vaguely into Sid's mind.

Anna looked at him with cold sweat and no blood.

Pleading in a whisper, "Sid... Our children... Please help... Save our children..."

Sid's eyebrows grew tighter, and the smell of disinfectant grew stronger.

Sid watched as Dr. Jamie lifted Laura's tattered dress.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his heart, and a strange sound mixed with Anna's voice. Before his eyes, there was a strange scene. The disinfectant cut the normal bedroom into inexplicable pieces.

Sid saw Laura's belly, flat and white.

Sid saw Laura's messy hair and remembers how beautiful she was when he first met her.

Sid watched Dr. Jamie blend the alcohol as the sound of Anna's voice became more pronounced.

At last he heard clearly the voice in his ear, clearly a child's voice.

"Dad...... Dad saved me... Help me..."

"Stop it!

Sid woke up in a hurry, even a little flustered, and called for a stop.

Dr. Jamie was startled when he heard a loud sound in his quiet environment. The surgical instrument in his hand fell to the porcelain tiles, making a crisp sound.

Laura finally has some expression, also don't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Sorry..." Sid swallowed stiffly. He was embarrassed, but he couldn't help it. Something was urging him to speak, to stop.

Without saying a word, Dr. Jamie bent down gently to pick up the fallen medical equipment, carefully placed it in his medicine cabinet, and then opened the screen, doors and Windows. The smell of disinfectant diminished.

"Sir, I've seen a lot of cases like this in my years of practice," Dr. Jamie said, fastening the metal clasp on the medicine cabinet. "But the best thing a parent should know is that the child is not guilty."