Chapter 69 Keeping Baby
Sarah
"Thank you very much, thank you!" I was almost overjoyed and thought the solution to my problems was just around the corner, when suddenly I remembered the most important thing!
About my secret pregnancy with a billionaire... What will happen to the baby? How can I keep my secret a secret?
If I decide to keep the baby? I'll need to see doctors regularly, monitor my condition, and undergo regular pregnancy monitoring. It will be very difficult...
I suddenly felt nauseous, and out of habit, I covered my mouth with my hand, clenching it. I thought I was going to vomit, but I held back the spasm. The feeling subsided when I took a deep breath.
Noticing this, noticing my paleness, Aunt Sveta glanced at me with an anxious gaze. "Sarah, so... are you really pregnant? Are you sure?"
"Y-yes..." I admit.
"My poor girl!" she shook her head. "Well, Shawn is definitely a real scoundrel! To take advantage of you so brazenly... to ruin that poor girl's life! Didn't he know how it would end? It's clear he seduced you intentionally. He just didn't think about protection properly. And he's even taking advantage of your sister! He's not a man, but a real devil! A disgusting, vile creature! Because he's rich and spoiled by the good life!”
"I want to forget all this. Let's not do it anymore." I'm truly so tired of all this squabbling, this whirlwind of relationships, this series of crazy events. My head is splitting and cracking like a nut! I want peace, quiet, solitude.
"What about the child?" She asked.
"What else can I do?" I asked her, too.
"I can't... I can't afford it..." I'm scared! I don't know what to do with this!"
"I don't k-k-know! Aunt Sveta!" My face burned with a fresh stream of tears, and I jumped to my feet from the chair. "I don't know what to do! I can't handle it! I can't handle it... I need to get an abortion."
"Damn it, Sarah! What are you saying? What abortion? Silly girl... This is all out of desperation, right?" Sveta ran up to me and hugged me tightly. I buried my forehead in her shoulders and trembled convulsively, sobbing, while she stroked my back with her warm palms.
"I can't do it. I can't hide him... I can't raise him alone. I'm so scared, I don't know..." What does it mean to be a mother?
"Okay! Calm down! Dry your tears and listen to me carefully!" Suddenly, the Aunt's tone became stern and harsh. This cheered me up. She firmly grabbed my shoulders and gently shook me, bringing me back to my senses, looking sternly into my eyes.
"I am your support! You are not alone! I will help you as much as I can, but you will not have an abortion! You just don't know what problems could arise later, especially for a woman who hasn't given birth."
I thought about it. That's right. Why didn't I consider that right away?
"The child you carry in your heart is a miniature version of yourself. If you kill it, you kill a part of yourself. Don't take this sin on your soul, dear. It won't end well." Aunt Sveta would have made a good psychologist.
She talked to me long and confidently, and eventually, I realized she was right. And I... I, giving in to my emotions, almost made the worst mistake of my life.
A second mistake!
After I trusted Shawn and allowed myself to open up to my feelings and fall in love with the most vile and selfish man in the world.
"You're right, and I'm grateful to you for that," I admitted honestly, weighing the pros and cons.
"Don't worry! We'll get through this! The main thing is to never give up! Isn't that your life motto?"
"My..." I'm surprised.
"Then I won't recognize you! What happened to that spunky, bold, resourceful Sarah?" She paused for thought. She sighed sadly, searching her thoughts for an answer.
"I'm just tired of all these problems... I thought I'd found my happiness, and then everything collapsed back into a rotten swamp." I sobbed.
"Sometimes, if something happens just like that, it's meant to be." She said.
"Yes, but my biggest fear is that Shawn will catch me! How can I hide my pregnancy from such an influential man?" I was really afraid.
"Don't worry about that either! I have a plan for that, too. I have a very good friend in the village, Evgenia! She's an obstetrician-gynecologist, and she'll be monitoring your pregnancy.
Evgenia works at our local hospital. I'll talk to her and work everything out. She'll be taking care of you, but she'll put a different name on your card. No one will know who you are.”
"Really?" My heart warmed, and a ray of hope appeared. Now my eyes sparkled not with tears, but with joy. Well, I wouldn't have to kill the baby. Although I sincerely didn't want to, at first, I saw no other way out.
"Yes!" We whispered a little longer, discussing the main issues, and then I realized my eyelashes were sticking together and I was drifting off.
The rain outside only intensified, and the melancholy weather made me want only one thing: to curl up in a warm bed, immerse myself in the peaceful darkness, fall fast asleep, and forget my problems forever.
"Okay, that's it! It's time for bed," Sveta cut me off abruptly, noticing my lethargy. "You're already nodding off! We've been chattering for two hours. Come on, I'll make up your bed and show you where you'll be living and sleeping from now on."
Taking my hand, the caring woman led me into the next room. It was small, not luxurious, but cozy, with an old bed and a lonely desk by the window.
She made the bed with clean linens and wished me sweet dreams as thick drops of rain slapped the windowsill.
Glancing out the window, I couldn't describe how happy I was! How fortunate I was to have made it before the real storm hit, and now I would be able to sleep warm and cozy.