Didn't notify him（1）

When Jane lay on the surgical table, she looked at the anesthesia doctor holding the anesthetic and suddenly said, "I don't want to be painless."

The operating doctor glanced at her and said, "Painlessness can make you pass out, and when you wake up, the surgery will be over."

Jane shook her head and insisted on doing it in a conscious state.

Four years ago, when she gave birth, she was rendered unconscious by the pain, giving people the opportunity to take advantage of her. She couldn't make the same mistake again.

The surgeon she chose was an elderly woman who was about to retire. She looked calm and peaceful throughout the entire procedure, restrained herself from screaming in pain, and tried her best to cooperate, but the position of her legs and the feeling of the cold instruments probing into her body instinctively made her feel ashamed and uncomfortable.

After the surgery, the old lady asked her, "Where are your family members? Let them come and take you home so that you can rest properly."

She lay on the operating table, feeling her waist sinking down and her abdomen in great pain. She took a deep breath and replied, "I'm alone."

The old lady widened her eyes and said, "Nonsense," then pressed her hand to keep her on the operating table. "You rest here for a while, and I'll help you call someone."

Jane was a little anxious. Who should she call for this?

The old lady had already found her phone from the bag she had brought with her and handed it to her to unlock with her fingerprint. Under pressure, she unlocked it, and the old lady opened the call log. "Which number is your husband's?"

The old aunt knew Jane's reproductive history and that she was already married with children.

Jane felt embarrassed and didn't have the heart to tell the old aunt that she was already divorced. "Doctor, I can manage by myself," she said.

The old aunt ignored her and dialed the top number on the list, which happened to be John's.

"Hello?" John's deep and mellow voice came through. The old aunt immediately said, "Your wife just had an abortion. Come and take her home."

With just those words, she hung up.

Jane panicked and sat up from the operating table, enduring the pain to put on her pants and shoes before shuffling to the nearby rest area.

It really hurt!

She felt terrible inside.

She slumped in a chair, leaning her head back and closing her eyes.

Just as she began to lose consciousness, she heard the sound of steady and powerful footsteps. A sharp gaze landed on her face, and she opened her eyes to see John standing before her.

He was in a black suit, tall and handsome, but with a pale complexion due to blood loss.

His eyes were fixed on her, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

She smiled lightly and said, "I was indeed pregnant, but I've already had an abortion. You don't have to worry about me holding onto you because of it."

She spoke calmly, and after finishing, she slowly stood up and walked out with a graceful and beautiful gait.

She didn't want him to see her looking disheveled and pale.

"Bang!" Just as she stepped out of the rest area, John punched the wall next to him. The knuckles of his clenched fist scraped against the surface, drawing blood that trickled down the white wall and startled the busy nurses.

He hunched his back slightly, his eyes filled with murky darkness.

She had quietly terminated their child without even notifying him!

And she didn't even show any remorse on her face!

Jane, Jane!

"Sir, are you okay?" The frightened nurse observed him for a while and then, unable to resist her curiosity, approached him. He was full of low pressure but exceptionally handsome.

John snapped out of his reverie and walked away without even sparing a glance at the nurse.