Heat...
Irwin was incredibly feverish, as if an indescribable itch was racing down her spine towards her tailbone, it was devouring her last scraps of rationality like a monster.
Suddenly, through her dazed eyes, Irwin saw a tall figure approaching and abruptly pressing against her.
"Who are you? Get away!"
Panting, Irwin struggled to push the man on top of her away, but his strong arms effortlessly pinned her back onto the bed.
“Woman! Serve me well, or who else am I going to demand my ten thousand from?" The magnetic voice rang out, as sultry as a lover's whisper.
Ten thousand? Serve?
Irwin strained to open her eyes and identify the man's face, but she was bound by a wave of sour and tingling sensations from inside her body. Her slender arms fell weakly, leaving her at the man's mercy.
...
In the operating room of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital.
“Ah——”
A heartrending scream slashed across the pale ceiling, as if it was the last burst of brilliance from life itself.
Before she could pull herself out of her faded memories, Irwin felt something slick and wet slide out from beneath her.
Sweat covered Irwin’s delicate forehead, and her body leaned back weakly. She collapsed onto the operating table, and in her daze, she only caught a glimpse of a few figures milling around her.
"She has delivered a baby, it's a boy."
"Baby?"
Irwin's fuzzy consciousness gradually recollected. Yes, she had been carrying a baby for ten months, and today is the day of delivery.
"Great, honey, our company is saved, this daughter of yours wasn't raised in vain!"
"Enough, enough, a boy will do. Let's quickly take him over, they are waiting there. We can't afford to delay their business!"
Two familiar voices were heard.
Take him where? She hadn't yet looked at the child that was about to be taken away?
Irwin struggled to prop herself up on the operating table, attempting to rise and look towards the two figures at the door, but saw only their hurriedly retreating figures.
"My baby... my baby..."
Sweat poured from her forehead, blurring her vision. Irwin didn't bother to wipe it, her trembling hands clung onto the nurse who was cleaning her.
"Where did they take my baby?"
Before the nurse could answer, Irwin felt a violent spasm again.
"There is another baby! Hurry!"
After another heart-wrenching process, accompanied by the cries of a baby, Irwin finally completed her duty as a mother. Exhausted, she fell into a deep sleep.
The next morning after the delivery, Irwin was awakened by a chaotic sounds around her.
"Can a mother really stay in the hospital hallway? It's so cold, what a calamity!"
"It is said that her parents took the child and left, too lazy to even pay for the hospital stay. So pitiful!"
"What's there to pity? Look at this girl, so young, not even an adult yet, she got herself pregnant. Such a shameless woman deserves to be abandoned!"
"She’s awake. Let's go!"
Opening her eyes, Irwin found herself lying in the corridor of a hospital ward. In such a cold season, she was only covered with a thin quilt.
Recalling the nurses' words just now, Irwin felt as cold and chilly as falling into an ice cellar.
A year ago, in order to raise money to save the company, her stepmother and father drugged and imprisoned her, turning her into a tool for bearing a child. After giving birth yesterday, these two venomous people only cared about taking away the child, abandoning her in the hospital corridor without a second thought.
Cold winds blew. Irwin tightened the quilt around her, trying to get up, but felt the quilt weighed down by something next to her.
Turning around, Irwin looked, her eyes instantly moistening.
Wrapped in a white cotton blanket was a tiny, soft infant. The baby had its eyes open, looking at its mother with tiny black eyes. It didn't cry or make a fuss, acting more behaved than any newborn.
She actually gave birth to twins?
Irwin tremblingly held up her baby, gently kissing her baby's eyes.
"Baby, mommy will definitely protect you. I won't let anyone take you away from me."
***************
Five years later.
In a white house in Livingston.
A computer programming contest was being shown on TV. Among the highly skilled adults, the winner turned out to be a little boy.
Irwin looked at the boy's face, covering her mouth in excitement, her eyes filled with tears.
"I've found him. I've finally found him, my son."
Without hesitation, Irwin immediately bought a ticket to return home. She was going to find the son who was taken away years ago and settle some old scores! It's been 5 years, and it's time to give the account!
A hint of hatred crossed Irwin's eyes.
