Once Bitten, Twice Shy

Chapter 286: I’m Sorry

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Timothy’s voice was as cold as before and he ordered bluntly, “Prepare a divorce agreement.”

Ronald was speechless, and he thought for a moment that he had heard it wrongly. “Wh-what?”

Timothy did not repeat it a second time and hung up resolutely.

All he heard was the dial tone as he sighed heavily.

Since it had reached a stage where the divorce agreement was to be prepared, it was quite clear that Timothy was serious about it.

Ronald suddenly felt as though everything around him was collapsing. He always felt that Timothy was a good man and could not accept him being a scumbag who lied about his feelings, marriage, and his reasons for having a baby!

…

Samantha did not ask Rochelle to take her to the hospital, but instead told her to call Vincent to the apartment.

No one could know that she was still pregnant.

It was difficult to guarantee secrecy because of the sheer number of people in the hospital!

Rochelle had just helped Samantha into the apartment when Vincent and his assistant Leah arrived.

Samantha lay on the bed and duly cooperated with Vincent’s examination. Her heart became slightly tense when she saw his frown.

“Doctor, is the child alright?” She asked in a low voice.

Vincent put away his stethoscope and glared at her angrily. “Are you finally afraid now? What did I tell you yesterday? I told you to stay calm and refrain from getting emotional or crying. Did you listen to my advice?”

Samantha lowered her eyes and acknowledged that she had not listened to him. “I’m sorry.”

Rochelle, who was beside her, felt distressed and could not help explaining on her behalf, “It’s not like Sammy wanted that to happen, Doctor. She’s been controlling herself as much as she can, but she’s only human after all. Humans have emotions, unlike cold and mechanical robots. No one can stop being sad or halt their cries at the snap of a finger.”

Feelings were not something that could be controlled!

Vincent was well aware of that logic, so his anger subsided a little and his tone was not as rushed as before. “Don’t worry. WIth me around, even the grim reaper would have to wait if he wants the baby’s life.”

He skillfully gave Samantha an injection and advised earnestly, “Mrs. Barker, my capabilities as a doctor are limited to treating physical pain. Only you can deal with the emotional pain inside your heart.”

“I gave you an injection to protect the fetus and the child is fine for now, but if things continue like this, I won’t be able to guarantee that you’ll be able to continue keeping the child you’ve worked so hard to protect.”

Regardless of how skilled a doctor was, there was nothing they could do if their patients kept acting up on their own and did not cooperate.

Samantha caressed her lower abdomen and said in a soft voice, “Thank you, Doctor. I’ll make sure to take care of the baby.”

Her good attitude, and the fact that she acknowledged her wrongs, made it difficult for Vincent to stay angry at her. He wrote a list and handed it to Leah, “Get these medications for her.”

Leah took the list and said, “Yes, Doctor.”

“Have a good rest,” Vincent said. He then turned around to leave the room.

Rochelle sat by the bedside, held Samantha’s hand, and asked softly, “Are you feeling better?”

She was terrified when she saw Samantha sweating and covering her stomach due to all that pain.

The same situation had happened to her when Jonathan forcibly gave her an abortion. She was really afraid that Samantha would fail to protect the baby despite giving her best efforts!

Samantha responded with a smile. “Don’t worry. I’m feeling better.”

She held Rochelle’s hand and could feel just how cold it was. Rochelle’s hand was trembling slightly too, which just goes to show the extent of her fear.

There was practically nothing else that could make Rochelle so frightened.

Samantha was lucky to have a best friend like her.

“That’s really good to hear, but...” Rochelle frowned tightly. “Your emotions...”

Although Samantha was feeling better, there was still a possibility that she would continue being sad or might accidentally be triggered. What was to be done then?

Knowing what her concerns were, Samantha replied, “I’ll be honest with you, Rochelle. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t sad.”

“I’ll allow myself to be sad, but...I won’t let myself be sad forever.”

“Don’t be scared, okay. Trust me.”

Simple as that sentence was, it sufficed to set Rochelle’s mind at ease. She smiled in return and gave a thumbs up. “You’re amazing, Babe.”

Sadness in itself was not to be feared, because everyone had emotions.

One should fear being trapped in sadness, as some people were. Those who were unable to pull themselves out from that pit of despair would forever be rendered useless.

Samantha, on the other hand, was a level-headed person.

She allowed herself to experience sorrow, but she forbade herself from dwelling on it and letting it affect her all the time.

Once she stopped being sad, that would be the end of it.

Like the sun rising day after day, she would continue to live as she always did.

Rochelle’s looked at Samantha’s lower abdomen and stretched out her hand to stroke it gently. Smiling, she said, “Your mommy is a strong woman, so you should be strong too, okay?”

“And you must listen to your mother when you grow up. As your godmother, I’ll shower you with lots of love so you’ll be able to grow up happily.”

‘As for that scumbag Timothy, he should go to hell!’

…

Samantha obeyed the doctor’s orders and lay in bed for nearly a week, which was just about enough time for the fetus’s condition to return to normal again.

During the past few days, neither she nor Timothy contacted each other.

Harmony, however, has been very active on WeTalk recently. She posted at least ten affectionate posts a day and acted like a little girl who was madly in love.

It was as if she wanted the whole world to know how happy she was in her love life recently.

Samantha’s health had improved slightly, and sitting still all day was not good for her recovery. As a result, she asked Rochelle to send her to Lychee TV.

There were some things she had to deal with at work.

After all, her baby would get bigger with each passing day and so would her belly. There was nothing she could do to hide it then. Although she was reluctant to part with her hard-earned job, her child was still her utmost priority.

When the car arrived at the entrance of Lychee TV, Rochelle turned to her and said, “Are you sure you don’t need me to accompany you up?”

She was worried that something might happen to Samantha and would have liked to watch Samantha 24 hours a day if she could.

Samantha smiled and shook her head. “I’m going to apply for unpaid leave and discuss some work matters with Ms. Goldman. It’ll be awkward if you’re there.”

“You can pick me up once I’m done. I assure you I won’t let anything happen to me and my baby.”

That was a given.

Rochelle had to compromise and said, “Okay then. Call me when you’re done. And be careful.”

“Okay.”

Samantha pushed open the car door and got out of the car, watched her car drive away, then turned around and walked into Lychee TV.

After entering the elevator, Samantha pressed the button for the top floor.. While the elevator was going up, she casually glanced at a poster on the elevator and was intrigued by what was written there.