Chapter 33 - Eight Weeks Pregnant (2/2)

Their marriage ceremony could wait. It wasn't like Luna would back down on their deal, but he would make sure he did his part before asking for her payment.

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When Luna regained her consciousness, she found herself lying on a hospital bed. She wasn't sure what time it was. Just what happened to her last night when she passed out? Did Hero take her in the hospital out of panic? She jolted up from the bed and sat up, only to be greeted with dizziness from her sudden movement.

A warm hand reached out and rubbed her back as she held both sides of her head.

”Luna? Are you okay? Do I need to call the doctor?” It was Elaine, her mother. Luna eyed at her confusedly, wondering why she was admitted as a patient in the same hospital where Julian was in.

”Mom? What happened? Why am I here? Where's Julian?”

The barrage of questions just came out from her mouth, not caring if she was in bad condition.

”It's okay. You don't have to worry anymore.” Elaine replied. She wasn't at the end of her wits, unlike the last time Luna talked to her. Did Hero fulfill her request while she was unconscious? She dearly hoped so.

”He's in the ICU for recovery now. Someone helped us, Luna, but I'm not sure who did it. Do you have any idea who could it be?” Her mother asked, but Luna was forced to lie to her own mother. She couldn't possibly confess that she sold herself to Hero for a hefty amount of money to save Julian.

”I don't know, Mom, but I'll try to see who was it. Can you tell me why I'm here?” Luna pointed out at the needle and dextrose hose attached to her left hand.

”Oh, I see you're awake now, Miss Jiang. You should be careful and try not to tire yourself, alright. It wouldn't be good for your baby if you get sick from the rain,” the lady doctor commented while she checked Luna's record.

”W-what?” Her eyes were wide as saucers as she stared back at the doctor. ”What do you mean 'my baby'?”

Terror was written all over her face once it dawned to her what the doctor meant. No. No, this couldn't be. Luna bent her knees and pulled them closer to her ċhėst. She couldn't be pregnant.

”Congratulations, Miss Jiang. You're eight weeks pregnant.” The doctor gave her a bright smile.

And with those words, Luna felt that her world had fallen apart.