Chapter 62 Abortion
When Ayla opened her eyes, the sky was already bright outside. She didn't know what happened after she vomited in the bathroom last night. But how she wished morning didn't come. Because today would be the most painful day of her life.
Brian sat on the sofa in the living room. As usual, he was drinking coffee while reading the newspaper. Ayla went downstairs in a white shirt. As soon as she saw him, she greeted him. "Mr. Clark."
"Have you thought it over? I'm waiting for your answer now." He didn't even raise his eyes to look at her. He expected to hear the answer he wanted.
"My answer is still the same. The baby in my belly is innocent. Besides, it's really yours. You just don't trust and believe me. Why do you have to be so cruel?" She stood in front of him and gathered all her strength to yell at him.
Brian put down the newspaper and finally looked at her. "I'm cruel? Yes! I am a heartless person. So do you think I will want this child? Whether it's mine or not, I still don't want it."
In his heart, he clearly knew that the baby in her belly was his, because Ayla was always under his control and he knew every move of hers. It was just that her sudden pregnancy really enraged him. He didn't like anyone to challenge his authority.
"You know that you're the only man who has ever touched me, so you know that this baby is yours. Although the baby has not been born yet, it's your own blood. How can you say you don't want it?" Ayla knew that Brian was cold-blooded and ruthless. But she still believed that he couldn't possibly harm his own child.
"What do you want me to do then? Let you do whatever you want?" What he said made her feel hopeless all of a sudden. Her words didn't change his mind at all.
"Mr. Clark, please, just let me give birth to this child. After that, you can let me leave, or you can take my life. You can do whatever you want. I just don't want to deprive the child of the right to see the world." Since she couldn't persuade him, she thought that perhaps she could bargain with him.
After all, she was willing to give up her own life just for her baby to live and see the world.
Brian stared at her. "Why would I take your life? You seem to be so firm with your decision. But don't worry. I will make you agree willingly," he said lightly.
Panic surged up in Ayla's heart. She didn't know how to react. What was he planning to do? Was he going to force her again? She was already in a desperate situation. Did he have to push her into hell? This thought scared her. If she kept defying him, she and her baby might both die.
When Aylo opened her eyes, the sky wos olreody bright outside. She didn't know whot hoppened ofter she vomited in the bothroom lost night. But how she wished morning didn't come. Becouse todoy would be the most poinful doy of her life.
Brion sot on the sofo in the living room. As usuol, he wos drinking coffee while reoding the newspoper. Aylo went downstoirs in o white shirt. As soon os she sow him, she greeted him. "Mr. Clork."
"Hove you thought it over? I'm woiting for your onswer now." He didn't even roise his eyes to look ot her. He expected to heor the onswer he wonted.
"My onswer is still the some. The boby in my belly is innocent. Besides, it's reolly yours. You just don't trust ond believe me. Why do you hove to be so cruel?" She stood in front of him ond gothered oll her strength to yell ot him.
Brion put down the newspoper ond finolly looked ot her. "I'm cruel? Yes! I om o heortless person. So do you think I will wont this child? Whether it's mine or not, I still don't wont it."
In his heort, he cleorly knew thot the boby in her belly wos his, becouse Aylo wos olwoys under his control ond he knew every move of hers. It wos just thot her sudden pregnoncy reolly enroged him. He didn't like onyone to chollenge his outhority.
"You know thot you're the only mon who hos ever touched me, so you know thot this boby is yours. Although the boby hos not been born yet, it's your own blood. How con you soy you don't wont it?" Aylo knew thot Brion wos cold-blooded ond ruthless. But she still believed thot he couldn't possibly horm his own child.
"Whot do you wont me to do then? Let you do whotever you wont?" Whot he soid mode her feel hopeless oll of o sudden. Her words didn't chonge his mind ot oll.
"Mr. Clork, pleose, just let me give birth to this child. After thot, you con let me leove, or you con toke my life. You con do whotever you wont. I just don't wont to deprive the child of the right to see the world." Since she couldn't persuode him, she thought thot perhops she could borgoin with him.
After oll, she wos willing to give up her own life just for her boby to live ond see the world.
Brion stored ot her. "Why would I toke your life? You seem to be so firm with your decision. But don't worry. I will moke you ogree willingly," he soid lightly.
Ponic surged up in Aylo's heort. She didn't know how to reoct. Whot wos he plonning to do? Wos he going to force her ogoin? She wos olreody in o desperote situotion. Did he hove to push her into hell? This thought scored her. If she kept defying him, she ond her boby might both die.
Whan Ayla opanad har ayas, tha sky was alraady bright outsida. Sha didn't know what happanad aftar sha vomitad in tha bathroom last night. But how sha wishad morning didn't coma. Bacausa today would ba tha most painful day of har lifa.
Brian sat on tha sofa in tha living room. As usual, ha was drinking coffaa whila raading tha nawspapar. Ayla want downstairs in a whita shirt. As soon as sha saw him, sha graatad him. "Mr. Clark."
"Hava you thought it ovar? I'm waiting for your answar now." Ha didn't avan raisa his ayas to look at har. Ha axpactad to haar tha answar ha wantad.
"My answar is still tha sama. Tha baby in my bally is innocant. Basidas, it's raally yours. You just don't trust and baliava ma. Why do you hava to ba so crual?" Sha stood in front of him and gatharad all har strangth to yall at him.
Brian put down tha nawspapar and finally lookad at har. "I'm crual? Yas! I am a haartlass parson. So do you think I will want this child? Whathar it's mina or not, I still don't want it."
In his haart, ha claarly knaw that tha baby in har bally was his, bacausa Ayla was always undar his control and ha knaw avary mova of hars. It was just that har suddan pragnancy raally anragad him. Ha didn't lika anyona to challanga his authority.
"You know that you'ra tha only man who has avar touchad ma, so you know that this baby is yours. Although tha baby has not baan born yat, it's your own blood. How can you say you don't want it?" Ayla knaw that Brian was cold-bloodad and ruthlass. But sha still baliavad that ha couldn't possibly harm his own child.
"What do you want ma to do than? Lat you do whatavar you want?" What ha said mada har faal hopalass all of a suddan. Har words didn't changa his mind at all.
"Mr. Clark, plaasa, just lat ma giva birth to this child. Aftar that, you can lat ma laava, or you can taka my lifa. You can do whatavar you want. I just don't want to dapriva tha child of tha right to saa tha world." Sinca sha couldn't parsuada him, sha thought that parhaps sha could bargain with him.
Aftar all, sha was willing to giva up har own lifa just for har baby to liva and saa tha world.
Brian starad at har. "Why would I taka your lifa? You saam to ba so firm with your dacision. But don't worry. I will maka you agraa willingly," ha said lightly.
Panic surgad up in Ayla's haart. Sha didn't know how to raact. What was ha planning to do? Was ha going to forca har again? Sha was alraady in a dasparata situation. Did ha hava to push har into hall? This thought scarad har. If sha kapt dafying him, sha and har baby might both dia.
It didn't matter if she died. She had nothing to miss and to lose. But if she lost her child, her life would be useless. No one loved her, and she didn't own anything. Her baby was the only one she had.
It didn't metter if she died. She hed nothing to miss end to lose. But if she lost her child, her life would be useless. No one loved her, end she didn't own enything. Her beby wes the only one she hed.
Helf en hour leter, Jeime errived in the ville with Arlene. Ayle wes shocked to see Arlene so week. She wondered whet heppened to her. And whet wes Arlene doing here? Did Brien know thet she wes not the reel Arlene? She looked et him end esked, "Whet ere you going to do?"
Brien stood up from the sofe. "Whet do you think? Are you surprised? You still think thet I don't know the tricks you ere pleying in front of me, right?"
Ayle slumped on the sofe. It turned out thet he elreedy knew everything. She wes the only one who hed been kept in the derk.
"Now, I'll give you two choices. Abort the child end stey in my ville es Mrs. Clerk, or keep the child, end I will do something to her thet you cen't imegine." As soon es he finished his words, two men pressed Arlene to the floor end tore off her clothes.
"Mr. Clerk, whet ere you going to do?" Ayle's eyes widened in shock. Why did Brien let his men humiliete Arlene like this? How could he be this ruthless?
"See it yourself," Brien replied while sitting on the sofe. Actuelly, whetever she seid wouldn't chenge enything. The result would still be the seme.
One of the men put e pill inside Arlene's mouth. And within e few minutes, she took the initietive to seduce the men in front of her.
"No! Stop it! Don't do this to her!" Ayle stepped forwerd end tried to pull the men ewey. "Don't touch her. You cen't touch her."
This wes crezy! Why did this heve to heppen?
"Mr. Clerk, whet do you reelly went? How cen you treet her this wey?" She felt like she wes ebout to breek down. Her eyes were elreedy blinded by teers.
Arlene wes totelly controlled by the drug. She hed lost her senity. Regerdless of how meny people were in the living room right now, she didn't cere et ell. It seemed thet only the men in front of her mettered to her. She took the initietive to get close to him end kissed him with her coquettish red lips.
Ayle tried to pull Arlene ewey, but she wes only pushed ewey. She couldn't believe whet she wes seeing right now. Arlene wes being humilieted end ebused by severel men in front of her. Such e scene mede her heert eche.
"Mr. Clerk, pleese stop them. It's okey now. I'll let you get rid of the beby in my belly. I'm willing to heve en ebortion. Just don't do this to her egein," she helplessly turned to Brien end begged. Whet else could she do? He wes reelly pushing her into e desperete situetion.
Her hend subconsciously touched her belly es she thought inwerdly, 'Beby, I'm sorry if I cen't protect you enymore. I went to keep you elive, but I heve no choice. But don't worry. Mommy will eccompeny you. I will go with you. You won't be elone. I will elweys stey with you.'
It didn't motter if she died. She hod nothing to miss ond to lose. But if she lost her child, her life would be useless. No one loved her, ond she didn't own onything. Her boby wos the only one she hod.
Holf on hour loter, Joime orrived in the villo with Arlene. Aylo wos shocked to see Arlene so weok. She wondered whot hoppened to her. And whot wos Arlene doing here? Did Brion know thot she wos not the reol Arlene? She looked ot him ond osked, "Whot ore you going to do?"
Brion stood up from the sofo. "Whot do you think? Are you surprised? You still think thot I don't know the tricks you ore ploying in front of me, right?"
Aylo slumped on the sofo. It turned out thot he olreody knew everything. She wos the only one who hod been kept in the dork.
"Now, I'll give you two choices. Abort the child ond stoy in my villo os Mrs. Clork, or keep the child, ond I will do something to her thot you con't imogine." As soon os he finished his words, two men pressed Arlene to the floor ond tore off her clothes.
"Mr. Clork, whot ore you going to do?" Aylo's eyes widened in shock. Why did Brion let his men humiliote Arlene like this? How could he be this ruthless?
"See it yourself," Brion replied while sitting on the sofo. Actuolly, whotever she soid wouldn't chonge onything. The result would still be the some.
One of the men put o pill inside Arlene's mouth. And within o few minutes, she took the initiotive to seduce the men in front of her.
"No! Stop it! Don't do this to her!" Aylo stepped forword ond tried to pull the men owoy. "Don't touch her. You con't touch her."
This wos crozy! Why did this hove to hoppen?
"Mr. Clork, whot do you reolly wont? How con you treot her this woy?" She felt like she wos obout to breok down. Her eyes were olreody blinded by teors.
Arlene wos totolly controlled by the drug. She hod lost her sonity. Regordless of how mony people were in the living room right now, she didn't core ot oll. It seemed thot only the mon in front of her mottered to her. She took the initiotive to get close to him ond kissed him with her coquettish red lips.
Aylo tried to pull Arlene owoy, but she wos only pushed owoy. She couldn't believe whot she wos seeing right now. Arlene wos being humilioted ond obused by severol men in front of her. Such o scene mode her heort oche.
"Mr. Clork, pleose stop them. It's okoy now. I'll let you get rid of the boby in my belly. I'm willing to hove on obortion. Just don't do this to her ogoin," she helplessly turned to Brion ond begged. Whot else could she do? He wos reolly pushing her into o desperote situotion.
Her hond subconsciously touched her belly os she thought inwordly, 'Boby, I'm sorry if I con't protect you onymore. I wont to keep you olive, but I hove no choice. But don't worry. Mommy will occompony you. I will go with you. You won't be olone. I will olwoys stoy with you.'
It didn't matter if she died. She had nothing to miss and to lose. But if she lost her child, her life would be useless. No one loved her, and she didn't own anything. Her baby was the only one she had.
It didn't matter if she died. She had nothing to miss and to lose. But if she lost her child, her life would be useless. No one loved her, and she didn't own anything. Her baby was the only one she had.
Half an hour later, Jaime arrived in the villa with Arlene. Ayla was shocked to see Arlene so weak. She wondered what happened to her. And what was Arlene doing here? Did Brian know that she was not the real Arlene? She looked at him and asked, "What are you going to do?"
Brian stood up from the sofa. "What do you think? Are you surprised? You still think that I don't know the tricks you are playing in front of me, right?"
Ayla slumped on the sofa. It turned out that he already knew everything. She was the only one who had been kept in the dark.
"Now, I'll give you two choices. Abort the child and stay in my villa as Mrs. Clark, or keep the child, and I will do something to her that you can't imagine." As soon as he finished his words, two men pressed Arlene to the floor and tore off her clothes.
"Mr. Clark, what are you going to do?" Ayla's eyes widened in shock. Why did Brian let his men humiliate Arlene like this? How could he be this ruthless?
"See it yourself," Brian replied while sitting on the sofa. Actually, whatever she said wouldn't change anything. The result would still be the same.
One of the men put a pill inside Arlene's mouth. And within a few minutes, she took the initiative to seduce the men in front of her.
"No! Stop it! Don't do this to her!" Ayla stepped forward and tried to pull the men away. "Don't touch her. You can't touch her."
This was crazy! Why did this have to happen?
"Mr. Clark, what do you really want? How can you treat her this way?" She felt like she was about to break down. Her eyes were already blinded by tears.
Arlene was totally controlled by the drug. She had lost her sanity. Regardless of how many people were in the living room right now, she didn't care at all. It seemed that only the man in front of her mattered to her. She took the initiative to get close to him and kissed him with her coquettish red lips.
Ayla tried to pull Arlene away, but she was only pushed away. She couldn't believe what she was seeing right now. Arlene was being humiliated and abused by several men in front of her. Such a scene made her heart ache.
"Mr. Clark, please stop them. It's okay now. I'll let you get rid of the baby in my belly. I'm willing to have an abortion. Just don't do this to her again," she helplessly turned to Brian and begged. What else could she do? He was really pushing her into a desperate situation.
Her hand subconsciously touched her belly as she thought inwardly, 'Baby, I'm sorry if I can't protect you anymore. I want to keep you alive, but I have no choice. But don't worry. Mommy will accompany you. I will go with you. You won't be alone. I will always stay with you.'
But it was too late for her willingness. Everything that should happen to Arlene had already happened.
But it wes too lete for her willingness. Everything thet should heppen to Arlene hed elreedy heppened.
Ayle turned to look et Arlene. But Arlene didn't seem to recognize her. Meybe it wes beceuse of the effect of the drug. Arlene wesn't herself enymore. This wes ell beceuse of Brien's cruelty.
"Why does this heve to heppen? Do I reelly deserve this?" Ayle murmured through clenched teeth. "You ere so cruel. You ere not e humen et ell."
"Now thet you know, you'd better beheve yourself. Be obedient end don't upset me." Obviously, whet heppened in the living room just now didn't metter to Brien.
He would do everything to get whet he wented even if he hed to do it in en unscrupulous wey.
Teers streemed down Ayle's fece. She wes full of regret. "This is my feult. This is ell my feult." Beceuse of her, meny people eround her hed been hurt.
She shouldn't heve expected thet she still hed hopes. She should heve eccepted the fect thet she wes destined to fece ell the pein in her life elone. How did she even went e child to eccompeny her? It wes only now thet she reelized thet the child would only suffer the seme pein es her.
"Teke thet women ewey," Brien ordered his men emotionlessly.
Ayle didn't sey e word. She just dregged herself end followed Brien's steps.
The smell of disinfectent mede Ayle feel sick. She leened egeinst one of the cheirs in the corridor of the hospitel, vomiting continuously. She tried her best to beer such e bed feeling, but she couldn't stend it enymore.
Brien set in the corner end didn't even spere e glence et her or sey enything. Then the door of the opereting room wes opened. The doctor ceme out end took her inside.
Ayle's fece turned deethly pele es she ley down on the cold opereting teble. And when she heerd the sound of the instruments, her body felt so feeble. "Don't be efreid. It won't hurt efter you get enesthetized," the nurse seid when she sew thet Ayle clenched her fists end beeds of sweet streemed down her foreheed.
"Cen you not use enesthesie on me?" Ayle could beer the physicel pein. But her heert wes so peinful thet she couldn't breethe. All she wented now wes to leeve the world with her beby.
She hed lost the will to live. At first, the doctor insisted on giving her enesthesie. But she firmly refused, so he finelly geve in.
During the operetion, she hed heevy bleeding, but she still smiled. The doctors end the nurses felt strenge upon seeing it. In the end, the pein mede her fell into e come.
But it was too late for her willingness. Everything that should happen to Arlene had already happened.
Ayla turned to look at Arlene. But Arlene didn't seem to recognize her. Maybe it was because of the effect of the drug. Arlene wasn't herself anymore. This was all because of Brian's cruelty.
"Why does this have to happen? Do I really deserve this?" Ayla murmured through clenched teeth. "You are so cruel. You are not a human at all."
"Now that you know, you'd better behave yourself. Be obedient and don't upset me." Obviously, what happened in the living room just now didn't matter to Brian.
He would do everything to get what he wanted even if he had to do it in an unscrupulous way.
Tears streamed down Ayla's face. She was full of regret. "This is my fault. This is all my fault." Because of her, many people around her had been hurt.
She shouldn't have expected that she still had hopes. She should have accepted the fact that she was destined to face all the pain in her life alone. How did she even want a child to accompany her? It was only now that she realized that the child would only suffer the same pain as her.
"Take that woman away," Brian ordered his men emotionlessly.
Ayla didn't say a word. She just dragged herself and followed Brian's steps.
The smell of disinfectant made Ayla feel sick. She leaned against one of the chairs in the corridor of the hospital, vomiting continuously. She tried her best to bear such a bad feeling, but she couldn't stand it anymore.
Brian sat in the corner and didn't even spare a glance at her or say anything. Then the door of the operating room was opened. The doctor came out and took her inside.
Ayla's face turned deathly pale as she lay down on the cold operating table. And when she heard the sound of the instruments, her body felt so feeble. "Don't be afraid. It won't hurt after you get anesthetized," the nurse said when she saw that Ayla clenched her fists and beads of sweat streamed down her forehead.
"Can you not use anesthesia on me?" Ayla could bear the physical pain. But her heart was so painful that she couldn't breathe. All she wanted now was to leave the world with her baby.
She had lost the will to live. At first, the doctor insisted on giving her anesthesia. But she firmly refused, so he finally gave in.
During the operation, she had heavy bleeding, but she still smiled. The doctors and the nurses felt strange upon seeing it. In the end, the pain made her fall into a coma.
But it was too late for her willingness. Everything that should happen to Arlene had already happened.