Departed With A Belly {1}

Abortion Is The Only Way

After a long time, Victoria sighed inwardly. Keeping the truth from him will keep any awkward situations at-bay.More- over, we can think of our relationship as a transaction in which both parties benefit from.

At that thought, she pushed away Alaric, who had leaned in too close for her comfort. "It's not you for sure."

Then, he frowned upon hearing that. "What do you mean by that? Is there
someone else who knows you better than me? Who is it?" He didn't notice how worked up he was due to her words.

On the other hand, Victoria said nothing in response. Seeing how she ignored him, Alaric grabbed her shoulders and
questioned somewhat viciously, "Is it a man or a woman?" He applied too much pressure on her, causing her to raise her brows and push him away. "It hurts. Don't touch me."

Afterward, Alaric let up on the pressure a bit, but he didn't give up on badgering Victoria. "If you don't want me to touch you, then be honest with me. Who knows you better than I do? Also, what's up with that report?"

Under his persistent questioning, she responded, "Nobody. I'm the one who
understands myself best. Don't put too much meaning in my words, alright? Besides, I don't know what report you're referring to. Is it from the company or somewhere else? If you want a response from me, you should be clear about it, don't you think?"

She took the initiative to express her doubts, causing him to narrow his eyes. There is something fishy about the way that she is reacting.

"The maid claimed she found a piece of torn paper while picking up the trash."

A piece of torn paper? Is the report a piece of torn paper?

Then, Victoria met Alaric's eyes calmly.
"What report? Where is it?"

"It was torn and was found in the room. Is it not yours?"

"A torn piece of paper? Yeah, it's mine." Following that, she avoided his gaze and redirected her attention to the laptop. "That's the report I got from the hospital. What's wrong with that?" Suddenly, he locked his gaze on her. "What kind of report is it?"

Victoria was unwavering and answered,
"My body checkup report. Is there a problem with that?"

However, her answer elicited a scoff from Alaric. "Do you think you can fool me?Why would you tear the report?"

His tone was stern as he asked the
question. Suddenly, he grasped her thin wrist and prodded, "Are you hiding something from me? What kind of report is it?"

Then, he reasoned that her peculiar quirk must have something to do with the report.

As he exerted even more pressure on her, her brows knitted as she explained softly, "I didn't tear it on purpose. The report was soaked in water due to the rain, and I could no longer read the words. That's why I threw it away."

"Why did you have to tear it before you threw it away, then?" Alaric was still
dwelling on it. Obviously, he would keep pestering Victoria if she couldn't convince him with a reasonable excuse.

Then, when she looked into his eyes, she noticed how dark and gloomy they were. After a sigh, she said, "Have you ever considered that I might not have torn it?"

"What?"

"It was raining heavily that day, and when I took the report out, it was already in a soggy state, and some pieces of paper even got stuck on my clothes. I could only take them off one by one."

Alaric was taken aback by Victoria's statement as he imagined the possible scene.

The downpour was so intense that it drenched her completely. Hence, it was only natural that the paper had become soggy.