I sprang to my feet in fury and slapped Sylvia across the face . She lunged at me , ready to strike back , when footsteps echoed at the door . Instantly , her snarling expression melted into a pitiful act . She dug her sharp nails into her chest , drawing tiny rivulets of blood . " Vina, the baby's gone . You can hit me , curse me , vent however you want , but why injure my chest ? I have no milk . I can't feed the baby ... I don't deserve to be a mother . " Elliot burst in , cautiously scooping her up while delivering a swift kick that sent me sprawling to the floor . " Davina , I never imagined you could be so cruel . Syl can't conceive because of you , and now the fertility drug is nearly ready . You even deprived her of breastfeeding . Fine then . You'll pay for it . Your breasts will go to Sylvia . You'll use the cheapest , most basic artificial ones . This is your punishment for harming her . " He waved to his private doctor as the bodyguards restrained my limbs . All I saw was a sharp , icy flash - my chest had already been cut open . Blood poured , soaking the white sheets , the agony sharp as a guillotine , choking off my screams . When I came to , I was back in the hospital . The crude implants stitched into my chest were hideous , the scars like crawling centipedes , nauseating in their grotesqueness . Elliot , stationed by the partition , approached . " It's just a surgery . Why are you acting like life's over ? You were unconscious for over 20 days . Do you know how worried I was ? " I'm not rejecting you. As long as you cooperate with the fertility drug research , the title of Mrs. Jackson will always be yours . " Leaving you in that private room was rash . I won't let anyone touch you again . I also deleted all the videos from the internet . " For once , he softened , fearing that my death might jeopardize Sylvia's fertility drug . There was no need to fear as I would survive for Amanda . 0.00 % 09:06 Chapter 5 " When is the next surgery scheduled ? " I asked . " What ? " 288 iVouchers I pointed to my swollen belly . " It's been almost one month . Prepare for embryo extraction . Elhot fell uncharacteristically silent . After a long pause , he said slowly , " Rest well . Removing ten embryos is risky , 1- " " Have you forgotten I have Fertile Physique . What's risky for ordinary people isn't for me . " Elliot's tightly furrowed brow eased , and a rare gleam of joy appeared in his eyes . " Fine . Schedule the surgery tonight . " He hurried off , then stopped and turned back . " Davina , if the fertility drug succeeds , I can forget your past mistakes . We'll have a proper life together . " A single , utterly false promise was enough to make him willing to sacrifice me . But there would be no future . Elliot and I would never meet again . As I prepared to enter the operating room , Amanda called . I reached for my phone , but Elliot snatched it . " Davina , go ahead with the surgery . I'll keep your phone safe . " When I woke , my swollen belly was flat . Ignoring the excruciating pain , I grabbed the phone at my bedside to check it . Amanda's call history was gone . " That's weird . I remember before the surgery ... Wait , there's one other place . " I murmured . I opened the phone's hidden folder . Amanda and I had a habit - if we couldn't reach each other , we would store crucial information in this secret folder There was a video file . I watched it , then clutched my mouth , tears streaming down my face in heavy , hot drops . Amanda was already dead . 55.52 %