After Divorce: Remarried to a Tycoon with Twin Babies-Chapter 114: Master Julian Wants Vivian to Have an Abortion? Leaving!

Chapter 114: Chapter 114: Master Julian Wants Vivian to Have an Abortion? Leaving!

Vivian didn’t sleep well even while trying to catch up on rest.

She had a nightmare.

In her dream, Austin found out the truth and forcefully dragged Vivian onto the operating table, pinning her down: "You actually have the audacity to get pregnant with another man’s bastard child?"

"Don’t forget, as long as we haven’t finalized our divorce, you’re still the Young Madam of the Grant Family, you’re still my wife!"

"You can forget about keeping these two children."

As he finished, he personally picked up the nearby scalpel and, without any mercy, stabbed it hard towards Vivian’s belly.

But the pain didn’t come, because at the last second someone blocked the blade.

Vivian was pulled off the operating table by someone.

She started to run, escaping in panic and desperation, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t see who exactly was holding her hand in front of her.

"Vivian, stop right there!"

Austin kept chasing from behind. Vivian didn’t dare slow her steps even for a second.

"Where do you think you’re going with that belly of yours—"

Vivian didn’t dare stop, she could only hold her belly and beg her babies to stay calm.

"You two have to hold on to Mommy, do you hear me?"

The babies really were good, and even through Vivian’s frantic running, she didn’t feel any pain at all.

But just as she finally ran out of the long hallway and was going down the stairs, the person ahead suddenly let go of her hand.

"The children in your belly really can’t be kept after all..."

Because of that release, Vivian accidentally fell down the stairs.

She watched blood pour out from between her legs, and then saw two bloody, mangled lumps fall out after it.

They still clutched at an umbilical cord, obeying their mother’s words to hold on.

But Vivian still wasn’t able to protect them. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝐰𝚎𝕓𝐧𝚘𝘃𝗲𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝕞

She looked up, furious, to seek out the one who started it all.

This time, she finally saw his face clearly.

Julian!

In that instant, all the blood in Vivian’s body seemed to run cold.

She let out a mad, piercing scream, scrambled up, and crashed through the window with Julian—

"Ah!!"

Vivian woke from the nightmare in shock, her whole body drenched in sweat.

Just then, there was a knock at the door: "Miss Sinclair, sir is awake."

Vivian: "Okay, I know."

She got up and took a shower first.

Then she slowly recalled the nightmare all over again.

Vivian looked at her own reflection in the glass.

Her belly was already visibly rounded when she was undressed.

She reached out, gently stroking her belly, and the image of those bloody lumps clutching their umbilical cord in the dream made her heart ache unbearably.

Her feelings became even more complicated.

While she was grateful the children carried Julian’s genes, she couldn’t forget that the Thorne Family would never allow the possibility of two illegitimate children to exist.

First of all, the children were officially conceived while she was still with the Grant Family.

Even if there had been a mistake with the IVF, who in the world would believe such a preposterous explanation?

The origins of these children simply couldn’t be clarified.

And no matter how much Julian had done for her, it was all contingent upon her being W, useful to Stella’s illness.

The reality was, neither the Grant Family nor the Thorne Family would tolerate the existence of the two babies in her belly.

She wouldn’t bet their lives on such a high risk.

After Vivian stepped out of her room, the maid waiting outside immediately walked over: "Miss Sinclair, sir wishes to see you."

Vivian: "Alright, I was just about to go."

She went up to the third floor on her own but continued repeatedly calling Dr. Lyle.

Unfortunately, Dr. Lyle could no longer be reached.

The person Vivian now suspected most was Julian.

It seemed only he would have the power to track down Dr. Lyle, who had already fled to Zanthos, and bring him back.

If it really was him...

The heaviness in Vivian’s chest deepened even further.

She didn’t know whether she should confront Julian with the truth, or bide her time a little longer.

Maybe, with her identity as W, she could beg him to spare a sliver of hope for her children.

She could spend the rest of her life never appearing before the Thorne Family again...

Lost in thought, she had already reached Julian’s door.

Vivian was about to knock when the door quietly slid open a crack on its own.

"Master Julian, they’ve already boarded the plane."

"At the latest, you’ll be able to meet the two of them tomorrow."

Leo stood at the head of the bed, giving Julian his report.

Vivian immediately froze in place at the conversation.

Boarded the plane?

Two people?

Could it really be such a coincidence?

She didn’t push the door open but continued to listen.

Julian gave a faint "Mm," and responded: "There’s no rush."

"Let them stew for a few days or they won’t tell the truth."

Leo: "Master Julian, you’re right."

"That Dr. Lyle was extremely sly. He nearly made it to a river. If our people hadn’t reacted quickly, he would have escaped by jumping in."

"Besides, when our people caught him, he’d already smashed his phone against a rock."

"The phone’s so broken we can’t repair it for now, so we can’t find out who his inside contact was."

"But it doesn’t matter. We brought the phone back anyway. In a few days, once he’s had enough, the truth will come out."

Julian: "There must be someone controlling him behind the scenes; he wouldn’t have avoided capture for two months otherwise."

"Investigate thoroughly!"

"Make sure to root out anyone who dares plot against me."

"This time, I want a complete reckoning."

Truman, standing by, asked, "Sir, should we also arrange for the surrogate mother...?"

"I heard you already have a list, and I’m ready at any time for the abortion procedure."

"No matter who’s carrying your child, there’s no way they’re keeping it!"

...

Vivian had already forgotten how she managed to leave.

By the time she came to her senses again, she was already sitting in the garden, holding a paintbrush and drawing nonstop.

"Sister Sinclair, is this brother?"

Stella pointed at the profile on the canvas and recognized him right away.

Vivian finally noticed what she’d drawn.

It was the blurry face from her dream, but the features still clearly belonged to Julian!

Vivian panicked.

She smeared a huge patch of black over it, completely destroying the picture.

Stella let out a surprised cry.

She felt miserable.

"Miss Sinclair, what’s wrong?"

Lina Holloway had noticed Vivian wasn’t herself.

Vivian got up: "Sorry, I forgot I have a prenatal checkup this afternoon."

"If there’s nothing else, I’ll get going now."

With that, Vivian didn’t stay any longer, ignoring Stella’s crying and quickly leaving the garden.

It was only when she returned to her room that she realized how out of control she’d been.

Vivian washed the paint off her hands, then took out a cloth bag and packed only the essentials.

She didn’t dare take a single piece of extra clothing.

Otherwise, leaving with luggage would be far too obvious.

After tidying up, Vivian paused at the door, hesitated, but in the end didn’t leave a single word behind as she left.

By the time she’d driven out of the estate, Julian had just gotten up and was standing by the window, drinking tea.

He saw a car leaving but didn’t think much of it.

About half an hour later, Matron Turner came in: "Julian, Miss Sinclair went out again."

"She said she has a checkup this afternoon, so she might not come back until tomorrow."

Prenatal checkup?

So it was her who left just now?

Julian did the math—she was already about sixteen weeks along.

He hadn’t expected time to pass so quickly.

Some things needed to be laid bare now.

Julian called Leo: "Arrange everything at Miss Sinclair’s hospital for the checkup. Make sure she gets the best care and service."

Leo’s suspicion only grew stronger; the answer was on the tip of his tongue: "Master Julian... so, the mother—she’s Miss Sinclair, isn’t she?"

Julian: "You don’t need to know what you shouldn’t. Stop prying."

After hanging up, Julian began considering how to break the truth to Vivian.

If she still didn’t know anything, would it frighten her?

On the other side, Truman, still unaware of the real story, relaxed in relief upon learning Vivian had left.

No matter what, Miss Sinclair knew now that sir had children in this world, and whether those babies would be aborted or not, she had to realize the Thorne Family would never accept an obscure bloodline, right?

She was carrying Grant Family children.

If she’d only behaved herself, the entire Thorne Family would have treated her as a revered guest.

But she simply shouldn’t have gotten more and more involved with sir—forcing him, even at risk of his life, to break family rules for her.

Once, twice—how many times after that?

They, being directly involved, couldn’t see it clearly.

But Truman saw with complete clarity—sir’s indulgence and protection of Vivian was never just for Miss Thorne’s sake.

His intentions toward her... definitely ran deeper.

"I’m doing this for sir, for the Thorne Family."

After convincing himself, Truman finally let go of all unease.

However, later that night, Leo suddenly texted him.

"I can’t take it anymore, I really can’t hold it back."

"It hurts so much to be the only one who knows the truth."

"I think... Miss Sinclair is the mother, the woman Master Julian is looking for is her."

"So Miss Sinclair is carrying Master Julian’s babies!"

"God, I’ve finally said it. Even if Master Julian slaps me, I’ll take it."

Leo even sent a smiling emoji after this.

But Truman was stunned rigid on the spot.

He immediately called Leo.

His voice trembling uncontrollably: "What exactly did you mean by that just now?"

"How could Miss Sinclair possibly be the surrogate?"

"Isn’t she carrying her husband’s children? How could they be sir’s!?"

Leo had no idea why Truman was so upset: "Why are you so angry?"

"And I’m not wrong either. Master Julian got the list of mothers a long time ago—Miss Sinclair was on it."

"And after that, he never let me investigate further, and only got closer and closer to her."

"Don’t you think it’s strange, the way he cares for Miss Sinclair?"

"This afternoon he even had me arrange VIP service for her at the hospital for her checkup."

"Think about it. What other explanation or coincidence is there besides the truth?"

"Remember earlier? When you wanted to arrange for the abortion, Master Julian told you you were meddling too much. Wasn’t that a warning?"

"In fact, when Master Julian first got confirmation of the mothers, he did arrange for the abortion, but then suddenly canceled it. I could tell he was hesitant, torn inside. Now, that’s all over."

"Sure, it’s a little unbelievable, but Master Julian finally found a woman who matters to him. As his trusted aides, shouldn’t we support him as much as we can?"

"After all, is there anyone in this world Master Julian can’t have if he truly wants them?"

"What matters is what Master Julian wants."

Truman, face pale, ended the call and collapsed into a sitting heap on the floor.

This whole thing...

He’d ruined everything.

At this moment, Vivian was already on a plane leaving Ardis.