Chapter 270: Tears and Comfort
The doctor noticed the woman’s face had turned deathly pale. “There is nothing to worry about. Induced abortion is just the worst-case scenario. There may be nothing wrong. Go get checked out first.”
Standing nearby, Lucas froze when he heard Summer say she was pregnant. After the tests, Summer and Lucas sat on a bench in the hospital corridor.
“Is there something you want to ask me?” Summer said.
Lucas hesitated for a moment. “So this is why you rejected me.”
Summer stared blankly at the examination room in the distance. The smell of disinfectant permeated the air. The cold, sterile atmosphere of the hospital was inescapable.
“Yes and no,” she replied.
“Is the father of the child the man from last time?” Lucas asked quietly.
Summer remained silent. Her stomach had been cramping since she awoke. A feeling of dread and fear enveloped her. Even with Lucas by her side, he couldn’t dispel the terror in her heart.
What if… because of her carelessness, her baby… She didn’t dare think any further.
Seeing how pale Summer looked, Lucas felt a pang of heartache. He was still reeling from the shock of her pregnancy, but he knew what to say and what not to say. Lucas comforted her. “The results aren’t in yet. There’s nothing to worry about. I’m going to get you some water. Wait here for me.”
After Lucas left, Summer stared numbly at her phone, her fingers absently tracing its edges, lost in thought. Suddenly, a series of hurried, heavy footsteps approached from down the hall. Summer looked up. A tall, familiar figure came into view. Before she could hide her emotions, her eyes stung. A flood of feelings—guilt, confusion, grief, and resentment—washed over her.
Fraser walked over and knelt on one knee in front of her. His dark eyes swept over her from head to toe, confirming that she was unharmed. Seeing her pallor, his heart ached.
Chapter 270: Tears and Comfort
The moisture in Summer’s eyes finally spilled over. At first, I hadn’t wanted this child, but later I had decided to keep it. That decision had taken a lot of courage and hope. If anything happened tonight because of me… I will never forgive myself.
Fraser watched her tears fall. The crystal-clear drops seemed to pierce his chest. He reached out to wipe her cheeks, his thumb brushing away the wetness at the corners of her eyes. His voice was tender. “You’re a grown woman, and you’re still crying like this.”
For once, Summer didn’t argue. She had no strength left. Inside, she trembled with fear. Suddenly, she reached out and wrapped her arms tightly around Fraser, burying her face in his neck. Her grip was desperate, as if she was afraid of losing something precious.
Fraser’s eyes flickered. Slowly, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her tightly against him. His dark eyes were filled with pain.
Meanwhile, Lucas, who had just returned with water, saw Summer throw herself into another man’s embrace. His expression remained the same, but his usually gentle eyes began to darken. Lucas didn’t approach. After standing for a moment, he placed the water bottle on the hospital bench, turned, and walked away, his silhouette lonely.
Summer wept silently, her body shaking. Her tears slid down Fraser’s neck, seeping into his shirt, scalding, stinging. Fraser’s heart felt like it was being violently squeezed. The pain spread from his chest to his entire body; even his breath became feverish! Was this woman made of water? How could there be so many tears?! The more she cried, the more I wanted to destroy everyone who made her suffer.
Fraser’s voice was hoarse, laced with restraint. “Summer, even if… we can have another child. Whenever you want.”
After crying for a while, Summer regained some composure. She pulled away, sniffling softly. “I past want this one.”
Fraser’s gaze deepened, staring straight into her eyes. His tone was commanding yet firm. “Good. Then she won’t dare have any problems. Otherwise… I’ll spank her.”
4:53 PM
Chapter 270: Tears and Comfort
Summer suddenly remembered something. “How did you get here?”
Fraser narrowed his eyes, his expression unreadable. He scoffed. “Your friend has no fear of death. She blocked my car alone, crying and rambling. But tonight’s mess is partly her fault, too.”
Summer understood. Merry had gone to find Fraser.