This voice…
What a small world! How can I meet him in the Gynecology Clinic?
It's all because of him that I've suffered such unspeakable pain. Why does he stop me from seeing a doctor?
I am still angry about what he did to me yesterday, now Frances Louis prevents me from seeing a doctor, I couldn't hold back my anger.
I quickly get out of the bed, stare at him angrily and say, “Frances Louis, have you been stalking me?!”
It is the only possibility I could think of.
The doctor stops checking, too, leans against the wall, stares at us like watching a good show.
“I'm stalking you?” Frances Louis raises an eyebrow.
“Or what? You're a man, why would a man come to Gynecology Clinic?” I continue to question him.
Thinking that Frances Louis catches me seeing a gynecologist, I am so ashamed and annoyed. I just want to hide under the bed.
Instead of getting angry, Frances Louis smiles and walks towards me, step by step.
His shoes step on the ground, making a rattling sound, like stepping on my heart, which makes me nervous.
This is a hospital, in public, he won’t do anything to me, will he?
“You...do you really have gynecopathy? Right, someone who has a promiscuous sex life like you must catch some dirty disease.” I want to speak to ease my nervousness, but I stammer.
“Even if I have a promiscuous sex life, it is with you.”
He says with a light smile in my ear.
As the scene from last night replays in my mind, I feel ashamed and glare at him angrily, scolding him, “You jerk!”
“All right! If you want to flirt, get out. This is a place for patients.” The doctor couldn't stand, sits back in his seat and asked Frances Louis, “What’s the matter, Mr. Louis?”
I freeze.
Frances Louis is here to see this doctor? So, I thought too much?
I stand there awkwardly, don’t know whether I should leave or stay.
“I'm here to get some Tocolysis,” Frances Louis says lightly.
Tocolysis?
Is it for the previous pregnant woman?
An unspeakable bitterness fills my heart.
I pretend to be calm and get my medicine. When I walk past him, he gets up and follows me.
As I walk out the door, I find that Frances Louis’s car is parked right outside.
“Get in the car.”
He opens the backseat door and says to me coldly.
I pretend not to hear him and walk past him, but he pulls me back, pushes me into the car, and slams the door.
My private part feels pain and I have trouble moving quickly. By the time I am about to open the door, he has quickly started the car and drives at breakneck speed.
I cherish my life and I wouldn't be stupid to jump out of the car.
“If you're uncomfortable, lie on your stomach.”
Well, thanks to you, I am uncomfortable!
I give Frances Louis a stern stare. I didn't want to do as he said, but eventually I give in.
I don’t want to abuse my body because of an animal!
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