Evershining Stars, Everlasting Love



After meeting with Vince's grandmother, I finally decided to get rid of the child. After leaving the left bank, I took a taxi to the hospital, registered directly with my ID card, and received the list for further inspection.

The doctor studied my condition and told me that we must consider it clearly. If the first child was aborted, it might affect the future pregnancy, or it may not affect it. If the nutrition kept up with the development of the body, it might be OK.

Even doctors didn't guarantee that there would be any problems in the future. I understood that why doctors said so. If there would be no problem, it would be good, but if there would be any problem, they would say that they have informed me.

I was sitting quietly at the door of the operating room with the consent to terminate pregnancy. There were still a few of other people who were younger than me, but they looked very skilled about it.

My heart had been flustered, palms sweating. I was afraid and I did not know whether it would be right or wrong to do so, but I understood that if this child be born, it must not be blessed.

At this time, a woman next to me turned around, and asked me with a little guilty, "how many times have you been?"

I was stunned for a moment and asked, "how many times have you been?"

The woman was also nervous. Seeing me to talk with her, she approached me and whispered, "the seventh time, the doctor just said, if I have another abortion, I may not be pregnant again in my life."

I looked at her in shock and asked, "so you still have a abortion?"

"He doesn't want it." The woman said desolately, "I love him very much. When I was pregnant with this child, I begged him for a long time, but he said that he would rather DINK than have children."Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

After listening to this silly woman's words, I wanted to scold her angrily, but I couldn't bear to see her poor appearance.

"If you don't want children, why not take protective measures?"

"He said it was uncomfortable to wear a condom, so he didn't wear it. And you, is he not willing to take it?" When the woman asked, I was speechless.

When the firewood and the fire were burning, they didn't think so much about it. I nodded at the woman and fell into meditation. Would Vince get angry when I have an abortion without saying a word?

"Nance... Who is Nance?" The door of the operating room opened, and a nurse with a mask stood outside shouting.

Before I could react, the woman next to me pushed me and asked, "did she call you?"

Suddenly, I stood up, came forward and said, "I'm Nance."

"Come in!" After the nurse answered without expression, she returned the room. And I, the heart was trying to jump, jump to the throat.

I entered a bright operating room, there was a small medical bed, bedside there were two feet with the shelf. I was stunned and stood in place. One of the nurses took a look at me and said impatiently, "take off your pants and come on. Hurry up."

I grabbed my belt, my hands and feet were stiff. My eyes turned red and tears fell down. In my life, except for Vince, who has seen my body, I have never taken off my pants in front of an outsider. Now I was ordered with no dignity, and all the grievances and sufferings rushed to my heart.

I finally managed to take off my pants and slowly climbed onto the bed. My legs were placed on the shelf separately. I could clearly feel that they were cleaning, disinfecting and so on. After wiping with cold liquid, I thought that the child would be cruelly stripped out of my body. The bloody and terrible scene shocked me instantly, and I woke up immediately.

Holding the bed, I put down my feet and cried, "I'm not going to do it."

"What don't you do?" One of the nurses glared at me with a very bad attitude.

"I want to keep this child." I solemnly widened my eyes, and stood up with my lower body bared, afraid that they could not hear me. I repeated, "I will not abort. I want to give birth to this child."

"I've already transferred the money. If you don't continue with the abortion, we can't refund it to you." The nurse handed me the card and said again, "if you don't abort, you'll come back next time you've figured it out. But you still have to charge."

"I know." I put the card in place, put on my pants, and when I walked out of the operating room, I saw the woman who had just talked to me. The woman looked at me and asked in surprise, "how soon will it be?"

I raised the corner of my mouth and shook my head. "No more abortion. I'm going to have this baby."

The woman looked lonely and bowed her head painfully. I knew she would like to have a baby in her womb, but the man she loved refused. I've made up my mind that even if Vince didn't want me, I was going to have this baby.