Chapter 4

I took a deep, shaky breath, forcing myself to stay calm.

"Carter!"

"Fine, you want my blood? Take it!"

"But let me go to the OB-GYN department first, please... my stomach is killing me..."

I could feel a warm, sticky liquid trickling down my thighs.

It felt as if my life was slowly leaking out of me.

Panic took over, and I begged hysterically, "Once the doctor says the baby is fine, you can take my life for all I care!"

Carter was stunned by the desperation in my voice and remained silent.

But Chloe sobbed again. "Amelia, why must you say such horrible things? Are you trying to make it look like I'm forcing Carter to kill you?"

"I didn't..."

Before I could finish, Carter's hand swung down, delivering a brutal slap to my face.

My cheek swelled up instantly.

"Draw the blood!" he barked.

The sheer pain and blood loss made me feel freezing cold.

I curled into a ball on the table, feeling my consciousness slipping away.

Carter stared at my ghostly pale face, a sudden wave of anxiety washing over him.

Suddenly, a nurse screamed, "Oh my God! Look at all that blood!"

Carter looked down and froze.

The sheet beneath me was completely soaked in bright red blood.

His brain went entirely numb. Without a second thought, he scooped me up in his arms and ran frantically toward the emergency room.

My mind was hazy, and I could barely keep my eyes open.

Carter was panicked, shaking me desperately.

"Stay awake!"

"Amelia, you are not allowed to sleep!"

"If anything happens to my son, I will make you pay!"

The doctor quickly examined me and ordered immediate surgery.

"Are you the father? Sign this consent form right now."

Carter's hand shook as he reached for the pen.

But before he could grab it, a hand with long, elegant fingers snatched the form away.

"I am the father. I'll sign."