“You’re the kind of person who has had many lovers. After the child is born, will you leave me?”
“You have many men, but I am different… Liz, I only have you…”
Erick's fell onto the back of her hand.
Those tears also fell into Lizbeth's heart. She did not answer with words but instead with a deep, urgent kiss.
After a while, they pulled apart with thin threads of saliva.
“I feel the same. I only have you. Rick, I promise this is the last time it's going to happen. If you don’t believe me, we will register our marriage tomorrow.”
The boy grinned a little and moved closer so he could kiss her forehead gently.
“You lied to me. You said the date of our marriage registration is still far away.”
“I'm Lizbeth Flare. I can decide the date of my own marriage registration whenever I want it." She took his arm and walked out the door.
At that moment, my world fell apart.
Tears blurred my sight. I stood there for a very long time. I took out my phone and dialed the hospital.
“Schedule my surgery now,” I ordered.
After I hung up, I looked at the wound on my abdomen. The blood would not stop gushing. My body hurt, but compared to my heart, it hurt less.