Forgotten Love: Mr. President, Mrs. Fordham Has Rejected You!-Chapter 2: She Had a Miscarriage

Stella was shocked in her heart. Why did her period suddenly come?

She quickly drove off, and by the time the car reached halfway up the mountain, she was already sweating cold sweat.

No, it’s too painful!

She hurriedly stopped the car, then took out her phone and dialed Vivi Sterling, "Vivi, are you... back yet? Can you... come pick me up?"

"Stella, where are you, what happened?"

"I’m on the mountain road of Fordham Manor..."

The wailing sound of an ambulance cut through the silence of the night, and fortunately, Vivi Sterling had called an ambulance.

When Stella was taken to the hospital, it was already one in the morning.

After a series of examinations, Stella had actually... miscarried. She was already six weeks pregnant.

Stella lay on the hospital bed, a teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye.

Poor child whom she never got to meet.

Vivi Sterling instantly burst into a rage, spitting out curses, "That damn man, didn’t he know you were pregnant? He still had someone take you to Coregarde, exhausting you to death."

Stella’s periods were always irregular, and she didn’t know how she suddenly got pregnant.

This child should have been conceived last month. Last month she wasn’t taken to Coregarde but went to Nation A.

At that time, he was on a business trip in Nation A, and he actually took her to Nation A. She stayed with him in Nation A for a full three days before returning.

At that time, he even warned her that she had used up her quota for this month last month.

Unexpectedly, he still had someone pick her up on time this month.

At this moment, a female doctor knocked and entered with a report in hand.

"You were really careless. Knowing you were pregnant, how could you still take birth control pills? Originally, the child could have been saved."

Birth control pills?

These words left Stella and Vivi stunned!

Stella never took any measures with Aiden Fordham, how could there be birth control pills inside her?

Vivi Sterling was immediately furious.

"That damn man, for the sake of that bitch Corinne Kensington, he secretly gave you birth control pills. If he didn’t want a child, he could have just said it openly, why hurt you like this?"

At this moment, Stella’s heart was in excruciating pain.

Could it really be Aiden Fordham?

Every time after, he would have the servants prepare bird’s nest porridge or chicken soup for her, could the medicine have been mixed into the porridge?

And last month, they were in Nation A, he had no chance to drug her, so this month he came to torment her again? Taking the opportunity to drug her?

In an instant, she felt all her strength drained from her body.

"You wait, I’m going to the Fordham Family to demand justice for the child."

Vivi Sterling was shaking all over in anger, grabbing her phone and about to leave.

"Vivi." Stella spoke weakly, her voice hoarse, "Don’t go!"

"Stella!" Vivi Sterling turned her head abruptly, looking at her in disbelief, "He killed your child! Are you just going to let it go like this?"

Stella slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and when she opened them again, all that was left was cold hatred and determination.

"Aiden and I have already decided to divorce. I don’t want to have any more entanglement with him."

She paused, looked at Vivi Sterling, and said word by word, "But, I will find out how this child was lost. I won’t let those responsible get away with it!"

Her gaze was so cold, so fierce, that Vivi Sterling couldn’t help but shiver.

This was the Stella she knew; seemingly fragile on the surface, but stronger than anyone else inside.

Vivi Sterling put down her phone and tightly held Stella’s cold hand.

"Don’t worry, we’ll avenge this together. No matter who it is, I will make them pay a painful price!"

...

In the middle of the night, Stella was startled awake by the sound of thunder, unable to sleep as she tossed and turned.

She opened her eyes, looked at the dim nightlight, and her thoughts drifted far away.

She remembered the events of when she was 10... it wasn’t until she was 12 that she came to Meritopia.

She had followed him for a full 12 years, enduring hardships to be by his side, and had given him everything she could.

She had only accidentally conceived his child, it was really... an accident!

Unknowingly, her tears flowed like a river.

Fate seemed to have stripped away her last piece of armor, causing her daytime strength to collapse in an instant.

This was the last remnant of her three-year marriage with him.

But her child, was gone!

Already gone!

She covered her face with her hands, sobbing uncontrollably...

The night was as deep as ink.

Outside, the heavy rain poured, raindrops pelting the glass with a frenzied rhythm.

Aiden Fordham suddenly sat up in bed, gasping for breath, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

It was that dream again.

Icy water surrounded him completely. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t breathe, only watching helplessly as he kept sinking into endless darkness, the suffocation so real it left him deeply shaken.

He irritably raked his fingers through his hair, got up, and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the city shrouded in rain.

No matter how heavy the night’s rain, it couldn’t wash away the gloom in his heart.

He walked over to the liquor cabinet, poured himself a large glass of whiskey, and gulped it down.

The fiery liquid burned his throat, unable to numb the inexplicable fear and unease.

It seemed something had happened, unsettling his mind.

Causing a faint pain in his heart... at a loss!

The next morning, Stella was wheeled into the operating room by a nurse.

The cold metal instruments, the glaring lights, and the lingering scent of disinfectant.

The doctor looked at her report, eyebrows tightly knit.

"There are still residues in your womb that must be cleared. You should know you have a genetic defect, and you’re allergic to all anesthetics, so for this operation, we can’t use any anesthesia."

This meant that she must endure this bone-scraping pain in an almost conscious state.

Stella nodded, her body trembling slightly with fear and cold.

She gritted her teeth, digging her nails deeply into her palms.

When the cold instruments entered her body, the sharp, tearing pain instantly engulfed her.

"Ugh..."

She couldn’t help but groan, her forehead instantly covered in cold sweat.

Pain.

Such pain!

Like her internal organs were being torn apart.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, mixed with sweat, blurring her vision.

She bit her lower lip hard, drawing blood, the metallic taste spreading in her mouth.

She wanted to remember this pain.

Remember who made her endure all of this! Remember the heart-wrenching pain of losing her child!

Whoever harmed her child, she will never let them go!

The pain rolled in like waves, battering her nerves. She felt like a small boat in a stormy sea, ready to be torn apart at any moment.

Before long, she fainted!

At the same time, in the president’s office of the Fordham Group.

Aiden Fordham looked at his phone screen, his frown getting deeper and deeper.

It was already ten in the morning, and Stella’s phone still couldn’t be reached.

Shut down!

This woman, disappearing without reason?

Wasn’t it agreed that today they would come and sign the divorce papers? Could it be she was standing him up?

An inexplicable rage surged up his heart, and he irritably threw his phone onto the desk.

He didn’t know why, but since the morning, he felt restless, as if something was about to happen.

Was it Stella?

What could happen to her?

It’s nothing but another trick to gain his sympathy or delay the divorce.

He really wanted to see what new schemes she could come up with.