Jennie felt like she was floating in an endless space.
Her mind was a bit fuzzy.
'Where am I?'
'Why am I here?'
Jennie noticed that she was standing on a bridge.
She felt something was leading her towards the opposite side.
When she started to walk forward, she realized that her body felt at ease, like she was being lulled in her mother's womb.
She was almost at the end of the bridge when she felt a suction force coming from where she was standing before.
She could hear a voice calling her name.
'Jennie...
Jennie wake up...
Please wake up... I cannot live without you...
Without you and our child...'
Jennie found the voice familiar.
'Who is it? Who is calling my name?'
Once again, the voice spoke.
'Jennie... If you die... I'll die with you..
Please..
Please don't give up...
For my sake...
For the sake of our child, please live...'
Jennie paled as she recalled everything that happened.
'Little Bump!!'
She immediately touched her abdomen and found out it was empty.
'Noo!!!'
She fell and cried.
'Jennie..
Jennie...
I beg you...
Don't leave me..
Don't leave me alone...
If you die...
Our child will also die..
I beg you..
Please...'
Lisa's voice sounded so heartbroken.
His voice was trembling as he uttered those words.
Jennie tried to stop sobbing.
But she couldn't.
She pressed her hands on her mouth to suppress her voice from crying out loud.
'Lisa...
Lisa..'
Jennie stood up but she fell.
Darkness crept into her.
Seconds later, she blacked out.
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Lisa was still sitting on the chair while holding Little Bump's Ultrasound picture when the door opened and a doctor stepped out of the Operating Room.
Lisa immediately ran towards him and asked anxiously, "How is she?"
Lisa's voice was hoarse.
His eyes were red.
He looked like a wandering soul[1].
The doctor asked when he saw him, "Are you the patient's guardian?"
Lisa nodded.
"We were able to save the baby. Luckily, the baby is already fine but..."
Lisa sighed out of relief as he heard that their child was okay but he once again, he paled as he heard the rest of the doctor's sentence.
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The Witch CEO is NOT a Demoness[Jenlisa]
FantasyHigh bun, eyeglasses, long sleeve shirt and plaited skirt. Dressed so strictly, Jennie reached 28 without having any intimate interaction with men. At an early age, being an orphan, Jennie dedicated herself on taking good care of her grandfather an...