Falling For My Billionaire Savior - Chapter 57: Chapter 57

I realized then that I'd been overly anxious the entire ride. Feeling a little embarrassed, I gave the driver an apologetic smile. I waved him off before heading toward the hospital entrance alone.
Mason had clearly made arrangements in advance—there were several doctors and nurses waiting for me at the door. As soon as I arrived, they escorted me straight to the obstetrics department.
Even though I'd already taken a pregnancy test at home, the hospital required a full examination. After a long series of tests, I got the result: I was pregnant—just over a month along.
The embryo was developing normally, and all the indicators were healthy.
The doctor noticed my lingering tension and offered me some reassuring advice. "No need to be so anxious. Try to keep a cheerful mood. A mother's emotions can influence the baby's development.
"If you stay constantly nervous during pregnancy, your child might be born timid and overly sensitive."
She then went on to list several precautions and care tips, and I listened with full concentration, afraid I'd miss even a single detail.
By the time I left, I was practically walking on clouds. The doctor told me to stay cheerful, and I took that advice to heart. I walked slowly, humming a tune to myself.
But I didn't get very far before my good mood was shattered. I saw Jennifer standing not far ahead and staring at me with burning eyes.
She was wearing a hospital gown, and in just a few days, she had changed so much that I barely recognized her.
Her curvy figure had wasted away to skin and bone. Her lustrous hair now hung in greasy, straw-like clumps. The flirtatious sparkle that used to dance in her eyes was completely gone.
She stepped forward and said to me, her voice hoarse and broken, "Are you pregnant?"
Instinctively, I wrapped my arms protectively around my belly and took a step back. I shot back, "None of your damn business."
Suddenly, Jennifer threw her head back and started laughing, and it even brought tears to her eyes. She cried, "My baby's gone, and you're pregnant? Did my baby end up in your belly?"
She started walking toward me, her voice unraveling with each step. "Let me see. Let me see my baby..."
Something in her eyes looked wrong. She wasn't just heartbroken, but something had snapped in her mind. I didn't trust for a second that she wouldn't hurt me or the baby. Without thinking, I turned and ran.
If I could make it to a doctor's office, they'd stop her, and I'd be safe.
But Jennifer moved faster than I expected. I'd barely taken two steps when she lunged forward and grabbed my arm from behind. She shrieked, "Stop there! Give my baby back!"
I yanked with all my strength, but I couldn't shake her off. Then she opened both hands and reached for my stomach.
I tried to dodge, but I lost my balance, and I fell hard to the floor.
The moment I hit the floor, I felt a sudden, terrifying pain in my lower abdomen. Then came the warm blood. Feeling something off, I screamed, my voice cracking from panic, "Somebody help me. Please, save my baby."
I heard footsteps, urgent voices, and chaos all around me. But the world was already tilting and spinning. Then everything went black.
When I woke up, I saw a white room. The ceiling, the curtains, the sheets—it didn't take much to guess I was in a ward. Mason sat beside the bed, his head drooping as he nodded off, clearly exhausted.
"The baby. Is my baby still alive?" My voice was barely a whisper.
But even at that volume, he heard me. He said, "Hey, you're awake. Do you want some water?"
I shook my head, tears rolling silently down my cheeks. There was no need to ask. I'd already known the answer. Judging by the way blood poured from me before I passed, I was sure my baby wouldn't make it.
Mason confirmed it a moment later. "You lost the baby. I'm sorry." He paused, then added, "You're still young. You'll be able to conceive again in the future."
"You're thrilled, aren't you? Maybe you even sent Jennifer here to do this." I was like a sensitive hedgehog. Whoever came near, I wanted to stab them.
Mason said evenly, "You're fragile right now. I'm not going to argue with you."