A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 137

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Matilda felt bombarded by the doctor’s rapid–fire questions, barely keeping up as she answered. “I had one before, a C–section…”

“You’ve had a child before?” The doctor’s gaze upon Matilda grew curious, “And what about the father, your former boyfriend?”

Chloe, unable to contain herself, blurted out, “He’s dead.”

Meanwhile, Yvan, driving to the hospital, suddenly sneezed.

Ever since Chloe mentioned the death of Matilda’s boyfriend, the doctor looked at Matilda differently, his voice softening. “And this one… are you sure you want to abort it?”

Matilda nodded, her jaw set. “Yeah, bringing it into this world is just signing it up for more hardship.”

Hearing this, the doctor seemed to sympathize with the struggles of a single mother. He went on about the importance of self–care before helping her schedule the procedure. “An abortion, then? I recommend a conservative management; it’s pricier, but it’s the least harmful option.”

“Let’s go with that one,” Matilda nodded, “We’ll just have to go downstairs and pay later, right?”

“I’ll prep the paperwork for you. After you’ve paid, there’s also

the doctor as they paid and went back upstairs. Just as they finished signing for Matilda’s appointment next week, Yvan arrived. He wasn’t sure why he was in such a rush, almost

did you just see that gorgeous guy?”

back, he was already

the paperwork for the abortion when

muttered under her breath, “Look who’s back

paled. Yvan’s sudden appearance couldn’t be a coincidence;

commanding enough to clear a path. He

back. “What’s it

hands. “Matilda, when did you get so bold,

public scene, Matilda lowered her voice. “What do you

you want to make a

a mocking edge. “Believe me, one call from me, and there won’t be a clinic in Sea City that

I keep the baby or not, what’s

won’t we?” Yvan’s laugh was sharp and scornful. “Matilda, you’re cold–hearted. This is a life we’re talking about. Do you plan to snuff it out without a whisper? Or is it that you’re so used to this that you don’t