Chapter 7 The Last Person She Wanted to See

At the hospital...

"Atishoo! Atishoo!"

Vickie sneezed several times.

"Who is so vicious to curse me behind my back?" She rubbed her nose and sulked.

A nurse came out to summon her.

She hurriedly got in.

"Lie down." The doctor said indifferently.

Vickie followed her instructions.

"Why are you so intemperate? The tumescence is severe!" The old doctor sulked.

"Well... my boyfriend just came back from abroad. We haven't met for years." Vickie answered guiltily.

She secretly gritted her teeth.

This was all that pervert's fault!

Shameless! Nasty! Monster!

She came to this because he tortured her all night!

The old doctor glared at her, took off her glasses, and spoke in a stern tone, "Still, you shouldn't indulge in carnal pleasure without restraint! Young people should take care of themselves. Otherwise, when you're old, you will suffer! Nowadays, many young people have liver and kidney problems. Alright, your hymen is broken and inflamed. I'll give you a prescription, and you'll be fine in three days."

The doctor prescribed the medicine and gave it to her.

Vickie took it but stayed.

"Anything else?" The old doctor looked askew at her.

"Well... I just found out that my boyfriend cheated on me. I don't know if he fooled around. I'm afraid..." Vickie bit the bullet and got a parched mouth.

The old doctor sighed, "Even if he has a venereal disease or AIDS, it could not be detected now because the incubation is at least one week or two. Come back in a few days!

Chagrined, Vickie came out with her head low.

Given the techniques of that pervert, he was definitely a veteran.

Who knew if he had a disease? Once infected, she was screwed...

Lost in deep thought, she came out of the clinic and bumped into someone.

"Sorry..." She raised her head, and her face instantly stiffened.

It was the last person she wanted to see.

His ex-boyfriend, Brandon McCarthy.

She immediately turned away.

But the raspy voice of a woman suddenly came over, "Vickie? What is she doing in the gynecology department? To have an abortion or treat a gynecological disease?"

Without a choice, Vickie turned back and arched her brow with a smile, "Ah, isn't this my dear ex-boyfriend? What, you changed your partner again? She is not the same one I saw last time! Mr. McCarthy, why don't you introduce us? Which one is she?"

Brandon's brows furrowed and his face turned livid.

The woman in his arms was so pissed that she abruptly raised her hand.

Vickie blinked and laughed, "What, trying to hit me? Easy, pregnant woman, don't miscarry!"

"Gracie, what are you doing!" Brandon grabbed Gracie Lauren's wrist and pulled her back.

Gracie turned back and threw herself into his arms, "Brandon, look at her, what is she talking about? She is cursing our child. Boohoo, she is bullying me..."

"Don't cry, I'm here! Don't worry, I'll protect you. No one can bully you!" Brandon patted her shoulder and comforted her indulgently.

Six months ago, this man treated Vickie just like this.

Now, he had the nerves to say the same thing to another woman.

Vickie sneered and turned to leave.

In reflex, Brandon reached out to grab her.

"Where are you going?"

"None of your business!"

Vickie struggled but dropped the prescription.

Quick in reaction, Gracie picked it up.

"Oh my, broken hymen! Vagina..." Gracie read out loud.

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