The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 76

Jane gasped and lunged to stop him, but she was too late.

A sharp, blinding pain shot through Reese’s lower abdomen, like she’d just taken a hit from a sledgehammer. Cold sweat broke out across her forehead and all the color drained from her face.

“You...” she choked out, staring at the boy in front of her, his face twisted with anger. Her heart felt like it was clenched in an icy fist, the pain so intense she couldn’t even get a full breath.

If she really was pregnant, a kick like that could mean she’d lose the baby for sure.

“What are you staring at?” Robbie yelled, voice shaking even though he tried to sound tough. “You brought this on yourself. You deserve it!”

“Enough! Shut up!” Jane finally snapped out of it, yanking Robbie behind her. She was as pale as a ghost as she shouted toward the door, “Hurry! Get the driver! Take her to the hospital!”

She turned back to Reese, trying to keep her voice steady. “Are you okay? Can you move?”

Reese just gritted her teeth and shook her head, the pain making it impossible to talk.

A housekeeper rushed over, carefully helping Reese out to the driveway.

Once she was in the car, Reese slammed the window shut, tuning out Robbie’s crying and Jane’s frantic scolding echoing from the house. She just wanted silence.

She didn’t notice the sudden hush that fell over the house. In the hallway, Mr. Ratcliff stood gripping the banister, lips trembling as he pointed a shaky finger at Robbie.

“You little devil...” he sputtered, but before he could finish, he suddenly toppled backwards and fainted.

“Dad!”

“Great-grandpa!”

The whole house erupted into chaos.

Meanwhile, Christian had just pulled into the hospital parking lot and was helping Reese inside when his phone rang.

Jane’s voice came through, thick with tears. “Christian, hurry! Get Dr. Wilson! Mr. Ratcliff passed out!”

Christian glanced at Reese, worry written all over his face. She was still deathly pale.

“Christian, go,” Reese said quietly, her voice thin but firm. “I’ll be fine on my own.”

The doctor paused, flipping through Reese’s chart. “She’s not pregnant… Oh, right. She had an abortion last month.”

“An abortion?” Tara’s eyes went wide in shock.

Did Sebastian know? What would he do if he found out?

No, she couldn’t let this get out. At least not before Dad locked down the East End project. Sebastian couldn’t know. Not yet.

Determined, Tara pulled out her phone and called Dylon.

Back at the Ratcliff estate, Robbie hid in the hallway, dialing Sofia’s number with shaking hands.

The moment she answered, he burst into tears. “Auntie, I messed up! I kicked Mom’s stomach. Grandma says the baby probably won’t make it, and great-grandpa fainted. What if Dad finds out? Will he hate me? What should I do, Auntie?”

Sofia’s hand tightened around her phone, but her voice stayed gentle, almost soothing. “Don’t be scared, Robbie. Your dad’s out of the country right now. He won’t be home until tomorrow afternoon. I’ll handle things here.”

“And besides,” she added with a little laugh, “if your mom really loses the baby, you’ll be the only child left in the family. Your dad could never stay mad at you for long, could he?”