Chapter 6 Pregnant

Michael was chillin' in his wheelchair, but the vibe he gave off was ice-cold. He shot a look at Anthony, who was groveling like a stray dog next to him, eyebrows sharp as knives, and spoke each word slow and steady, like he didn't have a care in the world.

"Anthony, you really thought you could pull one over on me?" His voice was so cold it made Anthony shudder.

"Michael, I swear, I didn't do anything! You gotta believe me!" Anthony was still on his knees, crawling to Michael's feet, tugging at his pant leg like a desperate puppy.

Michael just stared at him, icy as ever.

His bodyguard stepped up and gave Anthony a hard kick. "Back off from Mr. Thomas!"

Anthony let out a scream, tears and snot all over his face. It was a pathetic sight. Elizabeth watched, feeling nothing but disgust. How had she ever loved the disgusting Anthony for so long? She'd been cheated by Anthony, and it was infuriating.

Anthony kept pleading, "Michael, I swear, I wanted you to wake up! I didn't betray you!"

Michael looked at him like he was already dead. "You think I'd accuse you without proof? You think I'm like you?" His eyes were full of murderous intent. "You bribed my lawyer while I was in a coma."

Michael's words cut like a poisoned dagger. "You had the guts to do it then, but now you can't even admit it?"

"Get lost." His cold eyes swept over Anthony, then were averted from him.

Anthony's emotions were in shambles. Hearing this, he felt like he'd been given a get-out-of-jail-free card. He scrambled out of there.

Elizabeth watched Anthony's pathetic retreat, feeling a mix of pity and disgust. She glanced at Michael, who was still fuming, and decided it was best to make herself scarce. She couldn't afford to piss him off, but she could definitely avoid him.

Thinking this, she grabbed her bag and bolted from the living room as fast as she could. She had to hit the hospital today for a check-up. Her period was late, and the flow was super light. That had never happened before. Hopefully, it was just stress messing with her hormones.

Elizabeth got to the hospital and registered at the gynecology department. When it was her turn, she explained her situation to the doctor. The doctor arranged several tests for her.

After all the tests, about an hour later, she got the results. She was pregnant! She was stunned and asked the doctor, "But I had my period, how can I be pregnant?"

The doctor explained patiently, "That's not your period. It's early pregnancy with a threatened miscarriage. You need to take care of the baby." This news hit Elizabeth like a ton of bricks, leaving her in a panic.

"Doc, what if I don't want this baby?" Elizabeth asked. She was about to divorce Michael; how could she have his kid now?

"Why didn't your husband come with you?" the doc asked. "Even if you don't want the kid, you might want to inform him first."

Elizabeth's face scrunched up in frustration.

Seeing her struggle, the doctor glanced at her chart. "You're only 21! You haven't even tied the knot yet, have you?"

"An abortion isn't a walk in the park. It can lead to complications like heavy bleeding. Even if you want one, you need to think it through. No matter what's up with your boyfriend, the kid's innocent."

The doctor handed her the chart. "You're already showing signs of bleeding and need to protect the baby. But whether the kid can be saved is still up in the air."

Elizabeth's heart softened a bit. "Doc, how do I protect the baby?"

The doctor looked at her again. "I'll prescribe some meds. Go home, rest in bed for a week, don't overdo it, and come back for a follow-up in a week."

On her way out of the hospital, her back was drenched in cold sweat. She felt lost, not knowing where to go or who to talk to.

One thing was certain, she couldn't tell Michael. If he found out, he'd force her to get an abortion.

Her mind was a mess. She needed to calm down before making any decisions. Whether to abort or keep the kid, she had to consider it carefully.

She hailed a cab and went to find her mom, Nancy Wilson.

Since Nancy and Robert split, Nancy had been living with her uncle, Joseph Wilson. Joseph's family wasn't as loaded as the Jones Family, but they were doing alright.

"Elizabeth, you came alone?" Aunt Lisa Moore's face darkened when she saw her arrive empty-handed. "Look at you, all down and out. Did the Thomas Family kick you out? What? They don't want you anymore?"

Elizabeth lowered her head, feeling embarrassed.

Seeing Elizabeth drooping head, Nancy jumped to her defense. "Who are you here to laught at my daughter?"

Lisa shot back, "Nancy, where do you get the nerve to speak to me like that? If you're so capable, why don't you move out? Why are you still freeloading in my house?"

Elizabeth hadn't known Nancy had it so tough here.

"Mom, you should move out and rent a place!" Elizabeth said, struggling. "Actually, Lisa's right. I'm about to divorce Michael. Mom, after the divorce, I'll live with you!" Elizabeth leaned her head on Nancy's shoulder.

Nancy nodded. "Okay, I'll move out."

Within half an hour, they left the Wilson Mansion and got into a cab.

After settling Nancy in her new place, Elizabeth headed back to the Thomas Villa.

That night, Elizabeth tossed and turned, unable to sleep. She still hadn't decided whether to keep the baby or not.

In the painful struggle, Elizabeth finally fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning at nine-thirty, Susan knocked on the door. "Mrs. Thomas, Mr. Thomas has already left. You can come out for breakfast now."

Elizabeth felt a bit embarrassed that Susan had seen through everything.

After breakfast, her senior schoolmate called, saying he had a translation job for her.

"Elizabeth, this translation gig is a piece of cake for you. The pay is good, but it's urgent. Needs to be done by noon," the senior said.

Elizabeth was short on cash, so she immediately agreed.