My Ex Wants Me to Carry His Mistress's Babies, So I Faked My Death
Chapter 4
She deliberately trailed off, then added a seemingly reluctant confession.
"She also said... she would bribe the doctor to swap your sperm with someone else's. Even a homeless man's would do."
Naomi paused, squeezing out fake tears, looking as though she was betraying a secret only because she cared about my well-being.
"Clara, I'm really not a snitch. I was just so afraid you'd actually do something stupid, that's why..."
Sebastian's face turned cold as ice. Fire blazed in his dark eyes as he stormed over and grabbed me by the throat.
His voice dripped with absolute fury.
"I've spoiled you too much. That's why you dare to be this reckless!"
I stared at him with pure despair. "If you have the balls, choke me to death!"
The grip on my neck tightened, veins bulging on his hand.
Naomi stood by, watching with sadistic glee, practically begging for Sebastian to snap my neck.
But in the end, Sebastian let go. His eyes were red, looking completely helpless against me.
"You're the only one who dares to treat me like this!"
He immediately turned to the doctor. "Perform the procedure now!"
I screamed, cursing him like the animal he was, but due to the drugs, I didn't even have the strength to roll out of bed.
The doctor quickly injected me with an anesthetic. However, my body was highly resistant to anesthesia. It only worked halfway, leaving my mind completely conscious.
I could feel myself being wheeled into the operating room, lying on the cold table like a fish waiting to be gutted.
Suddenly, the doctor's tone turned serious as he spoke to Sebastian outside.
"Mr. Miller, Mrs. Miller's physical condition is quite weak. We highly recommend selective reduction. We've observed that Embryo Number One might cause a miscarriage during development."
"Therefore, we suggest removing Embryo Number One."
Embryo Number One belonged to Naomi.
She panicked but tried to remain calm. "Clara's health has always been great. There shouldn't be any issues, right?"
She clung to Sebastian's arm, whining. "Sebastian, I've always wanted twins. I have another frozen egg. Why don't we add one more?"
"Six babies. Six is a lucky number. It represents smooth sailing. Please, just give Clara and me a set of twins."
Unable to resist Naomi's coaxing, Sebastian ordered the doctor, "Add one more. Clara isn't that weak. She'll be fine."
"Naomi is right. Six babies. A lucky number! It's a good omen!"
The doctor looked extremely worried and warned again, "Mr. Miller, Mrs. Miller is very thin. I'm afraid her body cannot carry six fetuses. She could lose her..."
Before the doctor could finish saying "lose her life," Sebastian cut him off impatiently.
"I'll make sure she eats more and gains weight!"
His mind was made up. The doctor had no choice but to comply.
When I woke up, the IVF procedure for the six embryos was already complete.
Sebastian hired dozens of maids to watch over me, treating me like some national treasure.
He kept kissing my forehead in delight, unable to wipe the grin off his face.
"Honey, we have six babies now. Soon, you'll be the mother of six beautiful children."
I forced a faint smile and took the opportunity to make a request.
"I want to stay at the beach house. I want to breathe some fresh air and look at the ocean. Can I?"
He was so high on joy that he agreed without a second thought.
As I wished, I was moved to the beach villa. That evening, while he was taking a shower and Naomi was pestering him for sex, I walked out of the villa and headed straight into the deep ocean.
The cold water quickly engulfed me. Just as I was about to lose consciousness, professional divers from my best friend's private mini-submarine swam toward me.
Go to hell with your lucky number six, Sebastian. We are never seeing each other again.
An hour later, Sebastian went to look for me to start the prenatal music session, only to find my room empty.
The maids searched everywhere but couldn't find me. Panicking, he immediately pulled up the security cameras.
On the screen, he watched me walk into the ocean, step by step, with absolute resolve.