"Still not willing to admit your mistake?" Huo Sijue's tall figure stood in the doorway, backlit, as he toyed with the blood-stained whip in his hand.
I bit my lip, remaining silent.
"Very well, it seems yesterday's lesson wasn't enough." He slowly approached, the sound of his leather shoes echoing sharply against the concrete floor. "Today, I want you to admit that you underwent plastic surgery to look like Luo Qing for money."
"I am Luo Qing..." I said weakly. "Si Jue, have you really forgotten? On the day of our engagement five years ago, you gave me a sapphire necklace and said it matched my eyes..."
"Slap!"
The whip struck heavily against my shoulder. I bit down hard on my lip to stifle any sound.
"You've done your homework well," he sneered. "Too bad you'll never know what I engraved on that necklace."
I trembled and lifted my head. "It was... 'My Star,' because Xing is my nickname..."
Huo Sijue's pupils constricted sharply. This detail was known only to him and me.
But soon, he returned to his indifferent demeanor. "Hah, it seems your methods are more cunning than I imagined."
"No..." I struggled to get up, but he kicked me down again.
"Kneel properly!" he barked. "Do you think you can replace her just by pretending? My Qing Qing is such a noble and elegant person; how could she ever be like you, so lowly?"
Noble and elegant? I forced a bitter smile. Yes, at this moment, Su Mei in the hospital room was perfectly playing the role of the "noble and elegant" Luo Qing, wasn't she?
"Si Jue..." I gritted my teeth against the sharp pain in my abdomen. "Please, let the child go..."
"The child?" He crouched down, gripping my chin tightly. "Do you really think I would allow a fake to give birth to a the Huo Family child?"
His gaze was chillingly cold, and I could see the murderous intent behind it.
"No..." I shook my head desperately, tears streaming down my face. "Please, this is your child, ours..."
"I'll ask you one last time," he released his grip and stood tall, looking down at me. "Who are you really?"
I looked up and met his eyes directly. "I am Luo Qing, your fiancée, the mother of this child..."
"Very well." He turned and strode toward the door. "Since you refuse to see reason, don't blame me for being ruthless."
The iron door slammed shut with a heavy thud, plunging the basement back into darkness. I curled up in the corner, gently caressing my belly.
"Baby, don't be afraid; Mommy will protect you..."
At dawn, I was jolted awake by a wave of intense abdominal pain.
Something was wrong; this pain was not normal morning sickness. I struggled to sit up but realized my hands and feet were bound to the hospital bed.
A hospital bed? I suddenly came to my senses—this was a hospital!
"Are you awake?" Huo Sijue's voice came from beside me, cold and devoid of any warmth.
"Why am I here?" I asked in terror. "What do you want?"
He didn't answer but turned to the door and said, "Su Mei, come in."
Su Mei? I turned to look at the doorway and saw her elegantly walking in, dressed in a white dress. It was my dress, the one I wore on the day of our engagement.
"Si Jue..." she said pitifully, "Qing Qing... she secretly went for a check-up. The doctor said she’s already three months along."
Huo Sijue's expression instantly turned ferocious.
"You had someone follow me?" I stared at Su Mei in disbelief. She even knew about my visit to the hospital.
"You shameless woman!" Huo Sijue grabbed my neck tightly. "Did you really think I would let you use this child to threaten me?"
"No... this is our child..." I struggled desperately, tears streaming down my face. "Si Jue, please wake up! I am really Luo Qing!"
"Shut up! The child between me and Luo Qing is not something you can bear!"
He released his grip and turned away, pulling a consent form from his pocket and slamming it down on the bedside table.
I saw the title clearly—"Consent Form for Abortion Procedure."
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