Delila's umbilical cord nourished me, but bound me at the same time.
She smiled with satisfaction as she felt my intense struggle and kicks. "You little bitch, I bet I can teach you a lesson!"
"If you ever bully my precious daughter again, I'll punish you this way!"
Seeing me disappear without a trace, she went to the hospital for her prenatal checkup, satisfied.
In the 4D ultrasound room.
For the first time, Delila clearly saw my face and heard my heartbeat. She stared intently at the screen, lost in thought.
Pieter spoke softly, "You dislike this child the most, yet she looks most like you."
She instinctively raised her hand and reached to where I was. And I couldn't help but reach out my hand too. I wanted to touch her one last time.
Feeling my palm, she jerked her hand back as if electrocuted and spoke to Pieter, "Anyway, we can't hit this little bitch and we can't get rid of her."
"Come with me to the mall and buy some baby supplies for her later."
Just as Delila's words fell, Nora started her own drama again.
"Noah, why did you wrap my neck with the umbilical cord?"
"Help! I'm suffocating!"
Delila froze, then heard the doctor calmly speak, "The smaller baby is completely obscured by the larger one. We can't see her hands or feet."
"The larger baby has umbilical cord wrapped around her neck twice. Just monitor the fetal heartbeat during regular checkups, no need to be overly worry."
The doctor was about to change angles to examine the baby more closely. But, the next moment, they found Nora's hands and feet eaten by me.
Delila suddenly sprang up from the bed. "That bitch is trying to strangle my precious baby with the umbilical cord!"
"Doctor Trent, I want to have a selective reduction procedure, now!"
The doctor, Edward Trent, halted his actions, his eyes filled with confusion and disapproval. "Currently, both the mother and the two fetuses are doing very well."
"No hospital would support this kind of induced abortion surgery for a late-term pregnancy without a valid reason."
Hearing these words, my mother's face was filled with resentment.
"It's okay if I don't have an induced abortion."
"Then you should perform the surgery to reduce the amount of umbilical cord nutrition I give to that bitch."
The doctor patiently advised her. "I suggest you not to do that."
"Life follows its own laws and the strength of multiple births is determined by genes."
"We will only intervene if the condition of the other fetus is critical."
Seeing no one to support her, she suddenly broke down and hysterically yelled at Edward. "You think it's fine because you can't hear my baby's cries!"
"That bitch takes advantage of her ruthlessness to bully my baby!"
"If you won't perform the surgery, my baby Nora will be killed by her!"
"If anything happens to my baby, I'd rather die with her than let that bitch be born!"
Looking at her stubbornness, Edward had no other choice to follow her idea.
Before carrying into the operating room, a triumphant smile appeared on her face. "Good girl, you'll grow up to be great."
A few moments later after the surgery.
My body was getting weaker and weaker and I was conscious for less and less time, while I sensed Nora was becoming more and more active.
Delila's mood and spirits had improved significantly.
When she stroked her belly, her face once again showed maternal love.
"Dear, as long as you're born safely, I'm willing to pay any price." Nora sweetly replied, "Mommy, we can meet in just two weeks."
