---- Chapter 3 I struggled but couldn't break free, and a slap landed on his face. Gilbert was slapped, but instead of being angry, he laughed. It was exactly like the mockery from my previous life after I slept with him. I kicked, clawed, but it was no use. He threw me into the car like I weighed nothing. My heart was racing, not because of his intimate actions towards me, but because I felt like something was slipping out of control. He clearly knew that the person he had sex with last night was me, but I don't understand why he, who loathes me so much, still refuses to let me go! Was he reborn, too? No. ---- That would make no sense. If he remembered everything...why would he touch me? Regardless of what's wrong with him, I now avoid him like the plague! He coldly watched me crawl from the passenger seat to the back seat, exuding a chill I couldn't understand. After a long silence, he rolled up the window, slammed on the gas, leaving Lytton behind stamping her feet in anger. "Gilbert! Stop! I don't want to go to the hospital!" He shot me a glare that could cut glass. I shut up. Gilbert personally taking me to the hospital, is it to ensure that I don't get pregnant with his child? This is fine too. Gilbert carried me straight into a VIP ward, where two ---- doctors were waiting. But he spoke to the orthopedic doctor first: "She sprained her ankle, quickly check if any bones are injured." I'm abit dazed. Compared to a sprained ankle, dealing with the child is the top priority, right? The doctor diagnosed my bones and prescribed medicine. After that, he told the gynecologist to prescribe medicine. The doctor was a little confused and carefully asked what kind of medicine he wanted. "Abortion pills!" "She got pregnant with my child last night." The embryo probably hadn't even implanted yet, and he already wanted it gone.