Chapter 265: 265/Flashback(18)
Chapter 265: The Trade of Wombs
23 years ago
Narrator’s POV
When Violet fell like a lifeless corpse onto the cold hospital tiles, it felt as though time had frozen. Her body hit the floor with a dull thud that made the hearts of everyone in the room leap in terror. Her mother and Stuart rushed toward her, their bodies shaking hysterically. The mother knelt over her daughter, placing trembling hands on Violet’s pallid cheeks while shaking her head violently. She screamed at the top of her lungs until her voice went hoarse: "Doctor! Help! I’m losing my daughter! Someone help us!"
Meredith, lying on her bed awaiting surgery, watched the scene with narrowed eyes burning with deep-seated resentment. She thought that Violet, with her usual coldness, was faking this faint to steal the spotlight on her tragic day. "She must be acting," Meredith said in a sharp tone dripping with venom. "She loves being the center of attention! I can’t believe she’s doing this crap even when I’m about to enter the operating room!" Her mother turned to her, sparks flying from her bloodshot eyes, and let out a roar that terrified Meredith: "Meredith! Shut up! Have you completely lost your mind? Your sister is dying, and you’re talking about the spotlight?"
The doctor and nurses rushed in, lifting Violet’s limp, unconscious body onto a gurney. Her skin was as cold as ice, her face as white as a shroud. They whisked her away to the examination room. The mother tried to enter with them, clutching the edge of the gurney with trembling hands, but the nurses firmly blocked her and shut the door in her face.
Meanwhile, Meredith was being prepped for surgery. She trembled under her blanket, death dancing in her eyes. She gripped her mother’s hand with an iron vice, moaning, "I’m scared, Mother... I feel a strange coldness seeping into my vitals." The mother replied, trying to maintain her composure even as her knees knocked together, "Don’t be afraid, my love. This procedure will rid you of the pain and the tumor... it’s for your own good."
Meredith wept bitterly, her chest heaving with sobs that shattered the silence. "But I will never be a mother... I’ll become just a hollow body!" The mother suppressed the tears that nearly escaped her eyes and said, "Meredith... the most important thing now is that you stay alive." Stuart approached with a somber face, leaning down to kiss Meredith’s forehead, which was wet with the sweat of fear. He squeezed her palm tenderly, trying to breathe some warmth into her shivering frame. "Darling... don’t be afraid. I’m here." She whispered to him with searing despair, "Stuart... I won’t be able to bear you a child to carry your name... I will be a barren wife." Stuart replied with sincere, tear-filled eyes, "I don’t care about children, Meredith... what matters is that you come back to me safely. Your presence with me is enough for the world."
Meredith was wheeled toward the operating room. After a short period of suffocating tension, the nurse returned and said in a calm tone, "The young lady who fainted has woken up; her condition is stable." The mother ran with her exhausted body toward Violet’s room. Finding her awake on the bed, pale as if the blood had fled her veins, she threw herself into her arms and kissed her head forcefully. "Violet, dear... can you hear me? Are you alright?"
"I’m fine, Mother," Violet said in a weak, faint voice, the words struggling to leave her dry throat. "Just a bit of dizziness, there’s no need for all this worry." Violet’s eyes fell on the white bandage covering the vein in her hand. Her heart sank, and a pulse of true terror pierced her chest; she knew they had drawn a blood sample while she was unconscious. "Why did they take a blood sample?" she asked warily, her eyes widening in horror. "I told you I’m fine, I was just tired!" Her mother replied casually, stroking her hair, "Just to check your sugar levels and blood pressure... don’t worry."
Deep down, Violet knew the bitter truth. She could feel that strange pulse in her womb, but she was being stubborn, coming up with a hundred medical possibilities to escape reality. At that moment, the doctor entered with a stony face, followed by Stuart, who stood behind him with a bewildered expression. The mother asked eagerly, clutching the doctor’s coat collar, "Tell me, Doctor... how is my daughter? What caused this sudden collapse?"
The doctor cleared his throat and looked at his papers, then raised his eyes to the mother and said calmly, "She is physically perfectly fine... and the fainting spell she experienced is very natural in her condition... because she is in the early weeks of her pregnancy."
An absolute silence fell, and time froze in that room. Violet’s movement ceased entirely; she felt her breath catch in her chest, and her tongue went numb. The word was like a projectile that pierced the room’s walls—it wasn’t just a possibility, but a medical fact stamped in lead. The mother and Stuart were stunned. The mother screamed in shock, making the doctor recoil a step: "You are mistaken, Doctor! My daughter isn’t even married! How can you say such nonsense?"
"Ah... it seems you weren’t aware," the doctor replied with embarrassment, closing the file. "But the analysis doesn’t lie. Your daughter is pregnant, and that is the only explanation for her sudden drop in blood pressure and fainting." The mother looked at Violet with a gaze as sharp as a blade a gaze that tore the skin and pierced the soul. "Is what I’m hearing true, Violet?" she asked in a faltering voice trembling with rage and shock. "Say the doctor is lying!"
Violet swallowed her saliva, which had turned to gall in her throat. She felt the heat of shame and anger coat her face. "Mother... I..." she started in a shaky voice. Her mother interrupted with a stifled scream, grabbing her shoulders and shaking her violently: "You what, Violet? What have you done to yourself and to us?" The doctor withdrew quietly, saying, "Excuse me, I must go monitor the operating room."
As soon as he left and the door clicked shut, the mother lunged toward the bed like a madwoman, grabbing Violet’s shirt by the chest. "Who is the father of this child? Tell me how this happened and who dared to touch you! Speak, before I lose what’s left of my mind!" Violet said with a manufactured coldness, even though her insides were convulsing. "I don’t know who the father is... and I don’t want to know." Stuart looked at her with a sickening contempt, as if she were a harmful insect. "How can you not know who the father is?" he asked. "Are you that cheap?" Violet snapped back at him, averting her face, her eyes gleaming with a savage spark: "Stay out of what doesn’t concern you! Know your place!"
The mother wailed, slapping her chest with a resounding force.
"This is a catastrophe that will crush us all! What will we say to your father and to the people? How will we hide this shame?" Violet sat up stiffly, feeling a slight pain in her lower abdomen. "What do I care about the people?" she said harshly. "I will end this matter now... I will abort this fetus, and no one will know."
Her mother gasped, recoiling as if she had seen a demon. "What? You would kill a soul? You would add murder to vice? Are you insane?" Violet screamed, trying to get out of bed with a staggering body, "Yes! I don’t want any children tying me to this disgusting reality! I will get rid of it!"
Her mother grabbed her arm with a strength Violet had never felt before, digging her fingers into Violet’s flesh until it pained her. "You will bear this child, Violet... whether you like it or not," she said in a firm, sword-cold voice. "You won’t touch a hair on its head." Violet replied, trying to pry her mother’s powerful hand away, "I won’t raise this child, Mother! I won’t destroy my future for a mistake!"
The mother fixed her harsh gaze on her daughter’s eyes, leaning in until their agitated breaths met. "You won’t be the one raising it... rest assured," she said in a tone that brooked no argument. Violet scoffed with a bitter, desperate laugh, "Then who will? Will a fairy come and take it?"
The mother spoke words that landed like a thunderbolt, freezing the blood in both Violet and Stuart’s veins: "You will give it to Meredith... She will come out of surgery without a womb, and you will give her your child to be her son... and this shame will end forever."
[ there Mass Release On the 16th of May, there will be 10 Chapters, but they will be long. I hope you like long Chapters, lol. ]
