Billionaire’s Abandoned Sex Slave

Ophelia’s POV

“No, you got it wrong. Something is definitely not right somewhere, doctor. I’m not pregnant, I can’t be, so I suggest you redo the test,” I spat after I had gotten a grip on myself.RêAd lat𝙚St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only

The doctor sighed, with an underlying hint of exasperation prominent on his mien as he stared at Ava, silently asking for some help.

Ava leaped to action, she sat next to me on the small place left on the bed, interlacing our fingers together before she gently caressed my hand in reassurance.

But I wasn’t having any of that. I was livid with anger.

There was no way I was pregnant with Ryan’s child. The bastard who ruined my life. There was just no fucking way that could have happened.

He always ensured we used protection on every occasion we had sex, except for the quickie we had at the gala, some months ago.

Fuck, I had almost forgotten about that.

“Miss Ophelia, I can assure you that we carried out the test with the best technologies available. There’s no way we got it wrong, you are pregnant. You almost had a miscarriage but thankfully, we were able to save the baby,” He explained, and I gasped.

So, that explained the inexplicable cramping I had felt in my abdomen in Ryan’s dungeon.

“You should have allowed it to die. Did I ask you to save it? Are you the one who will have to go through trauma to raise the child of her abuser?” I yelled at the doctor.

He was taken off guard by my outburst, “It’s against our ethics to unlawfully murder an innocent baby,”

“Okay, now that I’m awake. You will be able to get rid of it right? I want an abortion right now! I don’t care what you say. You better not give me a lame excuse and get right to work,” I motioned to my flat abdomen while shooting a glare at the poor doctor.

“Ophelia, get a grip. Stop talking like this. I’m sorry, doctor. She doesn’t know what she’s saying. I’d like to discuss this with her if you’d give us some privacy. I’ll get back to you as fast as I can,” Ava reassured him.

The doctor seemed hesitant for a brief moment before he nodded, retrieved his notepad from the bedside table, and exited the room.

As soon as the door slammed shut, Ava cupped my face in her hands and smiled tearfully at me.

Instantly, I broke down in tears as her hands slipped from my face to warmly squeeze my hands.

“What do I do, Ava? What have I done to myself? I’m completely ruined now, aren’t I?” I lamented, shaking my head in self-pity.

“You’re not ruined, my friend. Everything will be fine, okay? But first, you have to tell me everything about who did this to you. It’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it though. I will understand,” Ava said.

I shook my head in negation as tears rolled down my cheeks, “I’ll tell you everything about him. It may not be today but I’ll tell you very soon. What I want right now, is to get this baby out of me. I really don’t want it, Ava. I’m not joking,” I hiccuped.

“He may kill me if he finds out that I got pregnant. I’m barely surviving as it is, and now, a baby? I just can’t. I can’t. I don’t want it. There’s nothing that’d make me keep it. Absolutely nothing,” I firmly declared.

“Lia, don’t say stuff like that. I’ll protect you from him. I’ll keep you away from him. We’ll tell Rodrigo and the authorities about him, and he’ll leave you alone. Then, we’d know the next line of action. But if you are sure that you want to get rid of it,” Ava paused and gestured to my belly.

“I am, I’ve not been sure of anything,” I confirmed.

Ava exhaled sadly, “Okay. Then, you have my full support. I’ll be right here by your side regardless of your final decision,”

“Thank you,” I sniffled.

“For now, just relax, okay? Are you hungry yet?” She asked.

“No, I’m not,”

“Alright. I’m going to grab some snacks for myself. Call me if you need anything, and I’ll get it on my way, okay?” Ava said, giving me a firm shoulder squeeze.

“Sure. Thanks, Ava. I really don’t know what I’d do without you,” I confessed, feeling tears clog my voice.

Ava fought back tears as she beamed at me, “You don’t need to thank me, babe. That’s what friends are for,”

“Take care, okay? I will be back in a jiffy,” She said before she trekked out of the ward.

Leaving me to wallow in a whirlwind of emotions, ranging from anger to uncertainty.

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“I got this from the front desk, babes. They said it was for you. Do you have any idea who could have sent this?” Ava asked, handing an envelope to me.

My brows furrowed in befuddlement but I retracted it from her anyway and proceeded to tear it open.

Angry tears pooled in my eyes when I saw who the sender was and the contents of the slip.

It was from Ryan and it was a contract of termination. He had decided to terminate the agreement between us, and I was now free to move on with my life.

“What is that, babe?” Ava questioned when she saw how I furiously squeezed the paper.

In response, I sniffled and let the paper drop to my lap as I rummaged through my thoughts.

“The fucking audacity of the brute! What the hell?” Ava barked after she had read through the contents.

I didn’t respond to her, and I just continued staring into the void in front of me.

I was supposed to be happy with the termination but the emotion I was currently feeling was far from happiness. I felt enraged, disappointed, and disgusted with myself but more with Ryan.

At that moment, I made a promise to myself that I was going to work hard to become an influential chef at my five-star restaurant, and one day, Ryan would come for a meal at my restaurant. Then, I’ll secretly poison him and kill him off.

The idea sounded childish to me but I was too consumed by the wild flames of wrath to think clearly.

All I wanted was revenge. And I was definitely going to get it in any way I could.

I would make Ryan wish he never met me.