Chapter 2: If you still want to cure your mother's disease

"Come on. Gina, you didn't look like this when you first slept with me." Aaron slowly buttoned his shirt with his fingers, his cold gaze slanting over - Gina, laying on the hospital bed, burst into tears, but Aaron didn't care about that.

Aaron said indifferently, "A disgusting woman like you, only the body is left to be somewhat useful."

Teardrops slowly slid down her cheeks, and Gina lay straight as a dead fish, a twinge of pain coming from her lower abdomen. The body that had just been induced was still very weak, and after the sex, the pain if lower body made her distinctly sober.

The man she loved most had fallen in love with another woman, taking her child away, but still refused to let her go.

A body that was once marveled at by Aaron as a work of art was now ruthlessly played with and desecrated by him as he casually pressed her beneath him.

"Get dressed and go to the company this afternoon."