"Open up your legs more, don't squeeze so hard. You're ruining the mood…"

"It hurts…" Hattie Moss's face was as pale as a sheet as she pressed herself against the wall.

"Stop saying that you're in pain, you're seriously ruining my mood!" The man behind her was even rougher, "Relax a bit more, Hattie!"

But how could Hattie relax? They were at the hospital's changing room and people were constantly walking past it outside.

"Let's do it at home, Greyson. I beg you…" pleaded Hattie. She was afraid that someone else was going to hear her.

"Shut up! My place is not for a bitch who can sleep with others for money like you! A place like this is more suitable for me to fuck you!" Greyson Morgan grabbed her waist tightly and said, "Relax, how about I change a place to fuck you?"

He then pulled Hattie towards the door of the changing room.

"No!" yelled Hattie anxiously. Tears started to fall down her face as she said, "I'll try to relax, please don't, I'm begging you…"

Greyson had a dim look in his eyes. He pushed Hattie away and sat down on a chair nearby.

"Ride me and please me."

Hattie clenched her fist, and her face was blanched from humiliation.

"Hurry up!" lamented Greyson impatiently, his face filled with rage.

He was a different person than himself from the past right now. He didn't treat her like a lover with tender, love and care anymore because the present him hated Hattie more than ever.

Hattie gritted her teeth and reached out to hold his waist with her trembling hands.

People were passing by the changing room constantly. Hattie bit down on her lips and tried to not make any noises.

…

Finally, it came to an end.

Hattie lied down on the cold floor limply.

Greyson stood up and straightened up his suit leisurely. His clothes were neat and tidy without a hint of sloppiness while Hattie looked pale and her clothes were all messed up. She lied next to his feet, looking like a dirty used rag doll.

"Oh yeah, I heard that you got sick. Be more attentive and go get yourself check. You better not wreck yourself. My family spent five million to buy your body. Don't blame me for taking extreme measures if you were to damage your body!"

He then slammed the door loudly and left after saying that coldly.

Hattie curled up her body. She only managed to muster some strength to stand up after resting for a while.

She straightened up her clothes and sat down with her back against the wall. She breathed in and out trying to even her breathing.

She felt spasms in her abdomen. Ever since last week, her abdomen would start hurting every time after she had sex with Greyson. She didn't know what was going on…

She rested for a while and stood up while supporting herself on the wall. She then walked out of the changing room.

She registered herself at the hospital counter, had her blood drawn and did a check-up, all alone…

"Congratulations Miss Moss, you are 4 and a half weeks pregnant…" said the doctor as he looked at the medical examination report. He looked a bit worried when he said, "Though… Your health condition is a bit odd… The baby's condition is also not so stable. Be careful when you are having sex with your husband and don't accidentally harm the baby…"

When Hattie heard what the doctor said, she was stunned and put her hand on her abdomen.

She got pregnant…

Hattie felt elated. Greyson would be happy if he knows he will have a child. It was his biological child.

Hattie was about to call Greyson to tell him the good news as she walked out of the hospital.

Suddenly, she was halted by a man that looked like a bodyguard. He said coldly, "Miss Moss, Mr. Morgan would like to see you."

Mr. Morgan was Greyson's father, Finnley Morgan,

"What's wrong…"

The bodyguard didn't even let her finish her sentence. He proceeded to yank her arms and pushed her into a car.

Finnley was in the car. He said haughtily to her, "You're pregnant? Get an abortion."

Just like that, the fate of the child in Hattie's stomach was sealed.

"Why? Even if you looked down on me, the child is still the Morgan family's!"

Finnley answered impatiently, "Did you forget about the miasma in your body? The child is going to get infected by it as well. It's better off dead so get an abortion!"

Hattie was stunned in place, she thought of what happened two months ago.

On that stormy night, Finnley went to her. He threw a contract at her and 5 million in cash, and then he said to her.

"Greyson is poisoned. He can only transfer the toxin to another person by having intercourse with the person… This 5 million will belong to you if you are willing to have the toxin transferred over to you and sign the contract stating that you won't see Greyson again after the deal is over. The money will be enough for you to pay for your father's gambling debt."