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Slicing Me Open

To punish her unfaithful fiancé, Quilton Fuller, a woman falsely claims she terminated her pregnancy before their wedding. Consumed by hatred, Quilton moves on with a look-alike bride. However, a horrific abduction leaves the protagonist bloody and desperate. During a cruel video call on his wedding day, she pleads for him to rescue their unborn child. Instead of mercy, Quilton cold-bloodedly instructs her captors to execute both her and the baby.
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Chapter 2

A gut-wrenching pain tore through my abdomen, and the searing sensation seemingly swallowed me whole in an instant.

I touched the sticky wetness beneath me, and my mind went completely blank.

When Quilton saw the amniotic fluid mixed with large pools of blood beneath me, he looked slightly flustered for a moment.

However, he quickly regained his composure and sneered. "Where did you find these extras and fake blood packs?"

His sarcasm was bone-chilling, but all I wanted was to save this hard-earned child.

"The baby… I'm begging you. Please save our baby…" I uttered.

The father who once eagerly looked forward to this child's birth now watched this scene with mockery in his eyes.

"Did you forget that you already aborted the baby two days ago? Now that you see me marrying someone else, you want to use this worthless lie to win me back? Don't think you can manipulate me just because I care about children," Quilton said.

I gave up all my pride and begged him in the hope that he would mercifully save me and the baby in my belly, but he only thought I was a despicable liar.

"The prenatal report is in the drawer—I just did it today. Our baby is healthy…" I murmured.

The baby inside me was already five months old. How could I bear to have it aborted?

I desperately tried to prove to Quilton that I was still pregnant.

"The prenatal report is in the drawer. I did it today… Please believe me… Didn't you also want this child?"

I knew that the ten-million-dollar ransom meant nothing to Quilton.

From what I knew, he had spent 200 million dollars just preparing this grand wedding for Sally.

The abductors' knives gleamed coldly beneath the lights, and I didn't doubt for a second that they would slit open my stomach without a second thought.

When the abductors heard there was a prenatal report, they immediately stopped torturing me. They rummaged through the drawer and finally found the report.

Overjoyed, they held it up to the camera.

Quilton squinted as if he couldn't clearly see what was written on the report.

Beside him, Sally clung to his arm and said coquettishly, "Holly's baby is pretty amazing. If she says she's pregnant, she is. If she says she isn't, then she isn't."

I began to plead. "I'm begging you, Quilton… This is your child too, isn't it?"

Tears fell from the corners of my eyes. Quilton's harsh words caused me to feel suffocated with pain.

Sally purposely pushed her belly forward and said to everyone, "So what if you didn't abort it? Quilton and I already have a child together.

"Quilton treated you like a treasure for ten years, yet you didn't even want to give him a child? Do you think you're that precious?"

The sight of Sally's slightly rounded belly made me feel like my heart had sunk again.

So, they already had a child too.

Quilton placed his hand on Sally's belly and cursed me viciously, "Why don't you slice open your belly and show me if my child is really inside?"

It felt like a knife had been violently driven through my heart.

How could I even begin to describe how happy I had been during my pregnancy?

Quilton had set aside his vast family business just to have a baby with me. During my pregnancy, he stayed by my side and never left me for a moment. To ensure the child's safe delivery, he didn't even let my feet touch the ground.

However, I had forgotten something.

From the day he brought Sally home, he never intended to keep this child at all.

Quilton stayed indifferent as he shielded the woman in his arms. This only further enraged the abductors.

The abductor behind me lost his patience and yanked my hair violently. He then drove his knife into my pregnant belly and cursed harshly, "You useless thing! I actually thought you were precious to Quilton! You just wasted my time!"

The next second, I felt an emptiness in my belly.

The child I had carried for five months was gone, just like that.

Pain and despair consumed me entirely.

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