On their wedding night, her vegetative husband opened his eyes Novel – There’s Nothing To Cling To “Sorry, Ms. Nelson, you haven’t been able to keep the baby.” “The baby… it really didn’t survive?” Belinda Nelson’s eyes fixed on her phone screen as she absorbed the grave news, distractedly scrolling through her newsfeed. “Ms. Nelson, given your terminal condition, your body has been unable to nourish the fetus for quite some time.
The fetus is now deceased. We must proceed with the abortion soon to safeguard your health.” “Please, arrange the surgery. No anesthesia.” The doctor, sympathy evident in her eyes, shook her head. Belinda kept her eyes fixed on the phone screen throughout. Displayed on the screen was an image of a man and a woman exiting the airport side by side. The woman, identified as Cathy Miller, was a burgeoning star in show business, recently returned from a three-year educational stint abroad.
Accompanying her was Kristopher Cox, CEO of the leading Cox Group in Nawrin. Unbeknownst to the public, Kristopher was also Belinda’s spouse and the father of her unborn child. The online comments celebrated the pair as a perfect match, oblivious to the fact that Kristopher had been secretly married for the last three years. Belinda glanced at her phone, a bitter smile touching her lips as she caught sight of the online chatter about the celebrity couple.
She used to hope to have a child more than anyone else did. Despite her best efforts, she failed to sustain the pregnancy. She was aware that she was terminally ill and her days are numbered. Perhaps the child sensed that Kristopher wouldn’t be kind to them after Belinda’s passing and so decided against entering this world. That was fine. She was now free to pass on without concerns. While Belinda lay on the operating table, the doctor asked once more if any family members were with her.
Just then, she overheard the nurses outside. “I’m so jealous of Cathy. She disappears for three years, and the moment she returns, she has the CEO of Cox Group by her side.” “Cathy was Kristopher’s first love. She moved overseas for three years, and he faithfully waited all that time. Kristopher’s devotion to her is remarkable!” “But haven’t you heard the rumors that Kristopher is married?” “Pure speculation! Kristopher adores Cathy deeply.
He could never marry anyone else…” The nurses’ chattering stabbed at Belinda’s heart like daggers. She shut her eyes tightly and murmured, “It’s too noisy.” The doctor then burst through the door, yelling into the hallway. Silence enveloped the room. As the doctor reentered, Belinda looked up serenely and instructed, “No anesthesia, please.” She was determined to endure the agony of her child being taken from her. She told herself this was what she deserved after years of blind devotion to Kristopher.
The ordeal in the surgery room lasted only half an hour, but the pain seemed endless, sweat drenching her body as her attachment to Kristopher, and their unborn child, slipped away. Staggering out of the surgery, Belinda locked eyes with Kristopher, his gaze seething with fury. He closed the distance swiftly, his hands clamping down on her shoulders, his handsome face contorted with rage. “Belinda! How could you decide to end our child’s life without telling me?” As she lifted her head, the sting of sweat blurring her vision, Belinda noticed a woman in a white dress behind Kristopher. It was Cathy.
With a bitter twist of her lips, Belinda murmured, “It seems I made the right choice.” Kristopher had not come alone to confront her about the abortion. He had brought Cathy, allowing her to witness Belinda’s lowest moment, uncaring of how this spectacle would hurt her. What was left for Belinda to cling to? Chapter 2 Don’t Play The Victim “Belinda! How dare you say it’s a right choice to end the pregnancy! Kristopher’s gaze locked onto her, his normally tranquil eyes now aflame with fury.
“The baby was ours! I had no clue about the baby, and you decided to terminate the pregnancy without even telling me!” “Do you even care?” Belinda cut him off, raising her head to meet his gaze, now blazing with rage. “I tried to tell you. “I called you two hours ago. Where were you then? I also sent you several messages before the surgery. Didn’t you think to check?” Kristopher’s face tightened with rage. Two hours ago… Cathy had just landed at the airport. He scowled and pulled out his phone to see if he had indeed missed a call from Belinda.
As he stood there, scrolling through his call log and messages, a deep sense of despair took hold of Belinda. Kristopher’s frown deepened as he checked his messages and WhatsApp. There was nothing. He frowned, his icy gaze shifting to Belinda. “I thought the airport was so loud that I missed your call. Turns out, you never even called.” He flashed the screen of his phone, his