Chapter 409

As the doctor spoke, she glanced at Teresa, who was stylishly dressed and looked well-off. If money weren't an issue, raising a child shouldn't be a problem. The doctor assumed this was Jennifer's second child.

Teresa looked at Jennifer and said, “Even the doctor thinks you should talk to your husband. It’s not like he’s dead.”

“That’s enough,” Jennifer said firmly. “This is my decision. No one is going to change my mind.”

Seeing how determined Jennifer was, the doctor sighed. “You’ll have to wait in line for the painless procedure. Just fill out the form first.”

“Okay.” Jennifer, a doctor herself, knew the process inside and out. She just never thought she’d be here for an abortion.

Then Jennifer’s phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, her eyes flickering, and motioned for Teresa to stay quiet before answering. “Hello?”

Donald’s voice came through, full of concern. “Why does your voice sound a little hoarse? I got off work early today. How about I come to pick you up in Chesburg?”

“No need. Teresa wants to spend the night with me. Just the two of us. Some sister time to talk and catch up,” Jennifer said quickly.

Hearing that, Donald didn’t push. “Alright, I’ll let you two have your heart-to-heart. I’ll go buy some groceries and beef for dinner. Call me if you need anything, okay? As your fiancé, I’m always here for you.”

Jennifer felt her nose sting, but she just said, “Okay.” Then she hung up.

Teresa let out a cold laugh. “You really know how to use me as your excuse.”

Jennifer sighed. “I really do feel bad for Donald. In so many ways, I don’t want to lose him. Please help me keep my pregnancy and abortion a secret. I just don’t want him to get hurt.”

“Is it that you don’t want him to be hurt, or that you don’t want him to hate you?” Teresa asked.

Hearing that, Jennifer fell silent.

“He’s busy planning your wedding, and you’re getting rid of his baby without even telling him. He’s going to hate you for this,” Teresa warned.

Jennifer said word by word, “Right now, this baby is just holding back my career.”

She added, “I’ve already paid. There’s no turning back. Let’s go upstairs.”

The elevator doors slid open. The operating room felt like a gateway to the underworld; a cold, unsettling chill hung in the air.

Just as Teresa was getting creeped out, her phone rang.

Jennifer snapped, “Whose call is that? If it’s not important, don’t answer.”

“It’s Cheryl,” Teresa said, picking up. Donald had just called Jennifer, and now Cheryl was calling Teresa.

On the other end, Cheryl sounded panicked and breathless. “Teresa, when you had Mike, did you feel like everything was about to fall out? I feel like the baby’s coming. Am I just overthinking it? I’m scared my water broke.”

“Try to stay calm. Where are you right now?” Teresa asked quickly.

Cheryl was still gasping. “I’m in Lonisburg, at the same residential complex where you bought that place before.”

“I’m in Chesburg, not far from you. I’ll come over to you now,” Teresa replied.

She hung up and grabbed Jennifer’s arm. “I think Cheryl’s about to have the baby. She’s in Lonisburg. We need to go now.”

Jennifer brushed Teresa’s hand off. “If she’s in labor, she can call an ambulance. Why is she calling you?”

“She’s just a young girl, all alone in Lonisburg. She doesn’t even know if she’s really in labor, and she wanted to ask me. I could tell from her voice that something was wrong,” Teresa explained.

She yanked her arm free from Jennifer. “Forget it. I’ll go myself. Honestly, I’d rather check on Cheryl than sit here with you for your abortion.”