Chapter 369 After A Slap, Diana is Gone
In the walk-in closet of the villa, Oliver was getting it on with Sarah.
Sarah was rocking a silver dress today, hugging her slender frame just right, making her look super delicate. Her arms and chest? Totally captivating.
The big space was surrounded by mirrors on all sides.
Oliver's strong build made Sarah look even more fragile. Her breathy pleas made his eyes darken with desire. He kept teasing her, his voice rough as he whispered in her ear, "Clinging to me like this and still saying you don't want it, huh?"
She was pregnant, her body truly voluptuous.
He thrust into her with an unbearable desire.
Oliver's phone kept lighting up with calls, but Sarah had put it on silent.
Right now, he was lost in passion, not caring about anything else.
He tangled with Sarah, making love to her once. Afterward, it was already past the time to leave. Oliver simply picked Sarah up and placed her in front of the mirror, looking unsatisfied, "Let's just not go!"
Sarah's face was flushed. She leaned on his shoulder, breathing softly. Hearing his words, she traced his handsome features with her slender fingers and murmured, "How can we not go after accepting the invitation? Besides, don't you have some business deals you want to finalize today?"
Her fingers brushed over the dampness on his trousers, still staring at him intently.
Oliver cursed under his breath, "You're so damn tempting!"
When it came to making love, his needs were much stronger than the average man.
In the past, he had many women and never felt deprived, but now he only had Sarah, and she was pregnant. Most of the time, he was actually unsatisfied.
Today she was in good condition, and he couldn't help but want more.
Sarah coaxed gently, "I want to go out! Oliver, you can't keep me locked up at home all the time. If the servants find out we're making love, they'll laugh at me and look down on me!"
He finally let go, but still couldn't help but caress her, "We're a couple. Isn't it normal for couples to make love?" Saying this, he still went to the bathroom, giving her a playful slap on the hip before he left, a gesture of intimate teasing.
The bathroom door closed.
Sarah's gaze turned cold. She opened a small drawer and took out a small pill.
The pill was blood-red, like her unborn child.
Sarah's fingers began to tremble, and her eyes grew misty.
Because she was about to abort this child, not even three months along, the one whom had already been named.
Oliver said the name would be Diana Windsor, and he said he liked it very much.
If she could, she'd put her resentment aside and have the baby. But maybe the baby knew its own troubled beginnings and didn't want to come into this world either.
Sarah slowly swallowed the pill, a tear sliding down her cheek.
The effect of the pill hit fast, and her lower abdomen started to ache. The baby, who hadn't moved before, seemed to stir now.
When the pain became unbearable, Sarah suddenly grabbed the edge of the table.
She thought, 'Diana, I'm sorry!'
It was so painful. But Sarah chose to use this pain to punish herself and Oliver. The doctor said that this way, she wouldn't need instruments to go inside and crush the child. This way, Diana wouldn't suffer as much.
Sarah's forehead was covered in fine sweat. She was in so much pain that she became dazed.
The bathroom door suddenly opened with a swish.
Oliver came out holding his phone, his face gloomy. Seeing his expression, Sarah thought he must have found out that Ellie had her left leg amputated and her uterus removed. He must be heartbroken.
Seeing the pain on his face, she thought, 'How can a jerk like him say he loves me? How is he supposed to be Jacob's dad? And Diana... I'm losing Diana too.'
Oliver saw the fine sweat on Sarah's forehead and thought she was feeling guilty. His face turned livid, "Sarah, are you crazy? Are you really going to use such a vicious method against her?"
Sarah spoke bluntly, "Yes, I did it."
The veins on Oliver's forehead bulged.
If Sarah had lied and said she didn't do it, he might have found an excuse for her. Sarah was so timid, how could she do something so cruel? But she admitted it!
In a fit of rage, Oliver lost his mind. When he came to his senses, he had already slapped Sarah.
He hit her hard, and Sarah's lower abdomen slammed into the dressing table.
Sarah clutched the dressing table, smiling pale-faced, "Yes, I'm vicious! But she tried to kill Jacob, does that make her kind? Oliver, you keep saying you love me, but Jacob almost losing his life is nothing compared to Ellie's losing her ability to have children. How ridiculous! Do you think I don't know? You call her at night, you say you're going to social events, but you secretly visit her in the hospital, staying by her side for three hours. Don't tell me nothing happened? Oliver, you make me feel sick!"
"Didn't you just enjoy making love to me?" Oliver laughed instead of getting angry. He deliberately fastened his trousers in front of her, treating her like a prostitute.
However, whatever he did, she didn't care anymore.
Her lower abdomen was in severe pain, something was descending, and then a small clot of blood flowed out of her body.
Her lips moved. But Oliver didn't see it. His Adam's apple bobbed, he hesitated for a moment, then turned and left.
Behind him, blood gushed out from under Sarah's dress. Her beloved child Diana was gone.