The Life of A Billionaire’s Wife -
Chapter 30
Chapter 30 Miscarriage (2)
A few days ago while watching some drama series, she happened towatch a scene mentioning motherwort. The female lead of the seriesalmost had a miscarriage after consuming motherwort because shedidn’t know about it, and this medication could be bought frompharmacies.
Immediately, Veronica asked in her delivery group chat, “Does anyonehave a drone?’
A delivery guy by the name of Bells replied, “l have one. What's up?"The next thing Veronica did was add him as a friend and call him. “Hey,sorry for the trouble, but can you please help me to buy two boxes ofmotherwort from the pharmacy? I'll send you the address afterward.And is it alright if you deliver it to my window using a drone?”
“Why do I need to use a drone?” he asked
Dumbfounded, she thought of an excuse and chuckled awkwardly. “Ijust wanted to experience getting a drone delivery. I'll transfer 300 toyou. Can you please deliver it as soon as possible?”
“Sure, no problem,” he replied.
After hanging up the call, she sent him the address, and half an hourlater, he called and asked her to open her window quickly because hewas already downstairs.
On the eighth floor, she poked her head from the window and lookedout to see a delivery guy maneuvering a drone. Slowly, the buzzingdrone flew upward until it stopped outside her window.
Taking the medication from it, she then sent a voice message to him.“I've received the item. Thanks!”
After she ripped open one of the boxes, she saw four blister packs ofmotherwort pills, each containing twelve pills, and three to five tabletscould be consumed each time. Looking at the pills, she knew that theremight not be any effect if she took too little, but she might also die ifshe overdosed.
Unwittingly, fear started to brew in her heart, and she clutched thetablets tightly.
She was already placed under house arrest by Matthew, and her housearrest days would only continue until the day she gave birth if shemoved to the Kings Residence. Now that the situation had developedto this point, she had no other choice.
After thinking over it again and again, she removed 24 pills and pouredherself a big glass of warm water.
She was so nervous that her hand which was holding the pills wasshaking. Finally, she gritted her teeth and finished the 24 pills in sixrounds.
“Blargh!”
The thick smell of the medication nauseated her, and despite drinking alot of water, it still made her sick.
Suppressing the urge to throw up, she lay on the couch and waited forthe reaction quietly.
In the first few minutes, she only felt nauseous, but she felt better afterthat. However, half an hour later, she started to have abdominal pain aswell as sweating and dizziness.
Still, she could only bear with it since there was no bleeding from herlower region.
At the same time at Dragon's Creek Villa, even though Matthew wasengaged to Tiffany and had brought her back to the Kings Residence tohave a meal with his family, he still brought her back here when it waslate at night.
Despite her disgruntlement, Tiffany could only bear with it and ask,pretending to be composed, “Matthew, why did you still drop me homeeven after we're engaged?”
With a calm face, he answered, “Before we're married, it's better that welive apart, and it's for your own good as well since you're a girl.”
He had no interest in her, and he was only engaged to her because shewas fitting to be the future mistress of the Kings Family from everyaspect.
"But we—"
Before she could finish what she wanted to say, Matthew lifted his gazeat her and patted her head lightly. “It's late. Go home and rest quickly.I'll see you tomorrow.”
"0-Okay, then.” Just a little tenderness from Matthew was enough tosatisfy Tiffany. “Goodnight, Matthew.”
“Goodnight,” he said.
However, she didn't get out of the car immediately and sat there for afew more seconds because she was waiting for a goodnight kiss fromhim. However, he asked, “Is there anything else?”
“Nothing.” Shaking her head, she had a look of disappointment in hereyes. Then, she opened the car door and got out before waving at himand turning around to walk into the house.
Just then, Thomas, who was the driver, instantly said to Matthew,“Young Master Matthew, the guy who was spying on Miss Murphy'sphone just called earlier saying that she called someone to buysomething called motherwort, and it was delivered using a drone.”
“It was delivered upstairs using a drone?”
"Yes."
“How long has it been?”
“A little more than an hour ago. As you were with Mrs. Kings the wholetime, I didn’t have the chance to tell you.”
Feeling something amiss, Matthew instructed, “Head to BrocadeGardens.”
“Okay, sir.”
Thomas started the car and drove in the direction of Brocade Gardens.Seated in the car, Matthew felt uneasy and urged, “Drive faster.”Hearing that, Thomas leveled the gas pedal, driving the entire way swiftand fast.
“As long as she’s not married into the Kings Family, she’s not Mrs.Kings,” Matthew said out of the blue.
Understanding what he meant, Thomas answered, “I got it.” After this,I'll only address her as Miss Larson and not Mrs. Kings anymore.
Late in the night, there were not many cars on the streets ofBloomstead, and since Thomas drove very fast, they reached BrocadeGardens in half an hour.
After getting out of the car, they entered Brocade Gardens and went tothe eighth floor, where six bodyguards were keeping watch outside ofVeronica's door.
Upon seeing Matthew, all of them straightened their backs. “YoungMaster Matthew.”
The man paced to Veronica's door and knocked on it. “Open the door.”At this point, one hour had already passed since Veronica had taken thetablets, and she was curled up on the couch, bearing with theexcruciating pain while her lower abdomen had already started to bleedprofusely.
Ten minutes ago, she already called the emergency number and wasnow waiting in pain for the paramedics to arrive.
All she wanted was to abort the baby, but she didn't wish to die, so shewasn't that silly that she wouldn't call the emergency line.
When she heard the knocking outside the door, she thought that theparamedics had arrived, but when she wanted to get up from thecouch, she couldn't do it at all.
The knockings became more urgent. Standing outside the door,Matthew suddenly became a little nervous and furrowed his brows.“Veronica Murphy, if you don't open the door, I'm going to kick itopen!”
Still, there was no response from the inside. Unable to hold backanymore, he took a step back, lifted his leg, and kicked the doorstrongly. A loud bang later, the door was kicked open.
Marching into the living room, he saw a figure curled up on the couchwhile holding her abdomen. Despite the thick makeup, the paleness onher face could not be concealed. She was sweating profusely as shemoaned.
Beneath her, the off-white color couch was stained with a huge patchof blood, looking very horrifying.
Pacing over, he immediately saw the packaging of the medication withthe word “motherwort’ written in big, bold letters. He picked it up andglanced at it, his eyes locking on the words “forbidden for pregnantwoman’
Frowning, he clenched the box tightly, crushing it completely. “Damnit.” Seeing the two blister packs on the table were emptied out, heasked Veronica, “You took all of them?”
“Ah... It... hurts...”
She wasn't answering Matthew's question, but was mutteringunwittingly from the unbearable pain in her abdomen.
Seeing this scene, Matthew had a grim look on his face. This womanhas no regard for her own life just because she doesn't want to givebirth to my child!
Behind him, Thomas followed him in and immediately called theemergency number, but before he even made the call, the sounds ofthe ambulance sirens echoed from downstairs.
Hearing the sirens from the ambulance, Veronica held her abdomenwith one hand and used the other to help herself up from the couch asher desire to survive kicked in.
Nevertheless, she had no strength to get up. Her arm turned limp, andshe fell from the couch to the floor with a loud thud.
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