How ridiculous.

Yulia laughed self-deprecatingly as she put away the compact mirror, ready to leave the hospital.

A familiar figure rushed past her.

With one glance, Yulia stopped in her tracks.

Because that person was not just anyone but Vera, who had decided to come for a check-up due to the nightmare she had last night.

Seeing Vera there in such a hurry, Yulia was suspicious. Why was she there at that time? What was more, she was alone.

Vera was her rival in love, so Yulia paid special attention to her. Carrying her bag, Yulia followed behind her silently.

Yulia then saw Vera going into the OBGYN department. Her suspicion grew stronger.

Vera was not married yet, so why would she go there? And why was she in such a hurry? Could it be...

A thought flashed through her mind, shocking Yulia. Her eyes went wide, and she stood there, frozen.

Vera was still unwedded. The only reason for her to go to a gynecologist then must be because she was pregnant.

Yulia's face was drained of color. She stared at Vera's silhouette, her scalp tingling. All the jealousy, reluctance, anger, and resentment buried deep in her heart grew like a rapidly spreading wildfire, nearly scorching all her emotions and rationality to a crisp in a mere second.

How could that be?!

Why was life so unfair to her?! Why?

Yulia still stood rooted to the spot with a raging fire in her heart. If there was a mirror in front of her, she could see how ferocious her usually calm face had become at that moment!

else. But why had everything changed after she left for a

not feel the same for her. How could she go on living? Why,

her body and

why? She was head over heels in love with Quill. She strived to become an outstanding woman and even rejected a lot of suitors

them. She clung on

He

little worried. She asked the doctor again, "But I

Zais, everything is normal with your baby. At present, You're perfectly fine. What you described is probably caused by your anxiety and stress. You'd better relax. You should read more about babies and

did Vera nod

was normal. Hence,

a corner and looked in the direction Vera left. Her depression shrouded her like a pervasive black

would have known that she would be that

knew that she should not compare the two of them, but their difference was absolutely

far superior to Vera's. She could play the piano, speak four languages, dance, knew how to operate

her belt,

was

incomparable to a

know what she lacked

but only knew that the sky

wanting to call someone

couldn't find anyone suitable on her contacts

were no longer around.

you lived a refined life, you thought you were a

You even needed to rely on welfare payments. What right do you have to fight for a

began raining.

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