Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Before the abortion, I made a special call to Henry. He must have just finished with a woman, his voice lazy and his tone impatient.

"Iris, are you done bothering me? I've told you, don't call me without my permission. Are you ignoring everything I say?"

He always treated me this way, just because the former me in this body was always so obedient to him, which made him bold enough to act so arrogantly in front of me today.

He seemed to have forgotten who it was that provided him with resources, enabling him to star in one hit show after another. Who ignored their own alcohol allergy to drink with people until they had severe stomach issues, just to get him on a popular variety show?

He forgot all of that, but I hadn't. This was my body, and the suffering it endured, I would reclaim from him bit by bit.

"Henry, did you know I'm pregnant?"

"Yeah, you told me a while ago. But what does that have to do with me? Who knows if the child in your belly is even mine?"

In my mind, Gemma screamed in despair.

"How can he treat me like this? My child, who else could it belong to but him? Who else could I have been with?"

"Henry, you wronged me!"

Hmph, don't be fooled by Gemma's heartbroken appearance now. The moment Henry beckoned her with a finger, she'd come running, eagerly seeking his attention, begging for his attention.

I've seen this happen more than once or twice. It had practically become a twisted little game between these two despicable people, extremely distasteful!

I took a grim satisfaction in Gemma's agony in my mind, even though her pain made my head throb with excruciating pain. The more she suffered, the happier I felt. Only then could I truly feel alive, fully in control of this body.

I sneered into the phone.

"I'm not calling to beg for your concern. I just wanted to inform you that your child, I'm about to terminate the pregnancy."

"I'm at Serenity Hospital. Do you want to come see it one last time?"