"Ah!"
River City Hospital.
Melody Parker was wheeled into the delivery room. As a nineteen-year-old unmarried girl, being pregnant and giving birth was a disgrace. Outside the delivery room stood her stepmother, Phoebe, with a face full of mockery and ridicule, alongside her father, Maxwell, whose expression was dark.
The Parker family might not be of noble lineage, but they were considered reputable in River City. Maxwell and Melody Parker’s mother met and married nineteen years ago.
Back then, Maxwell was deeply in love with Melody’s mommy, Una Sutcliffe.
Melody Parker was born seven months after their marriage.
When Melody was born, she carried a fragrance that suddenly attracted millions of butterflies. Maxwell’s father said, "This isn’t a Parker child; it’s a demon!"
He ordered Maxwell to discard the girl, but Una held Melody tightly, insisting her daughter was no demon.
During the struggle, they tumbled down the stairs, with Una holding Melody as they fell.
Afterward, Melody was unharmed, but Una’s head struck the stone pillar, resulting in instant death.
When Una died, her pleading eyes asked Maxwell to properly raise Melody.
The Parker family’s grandfather was furious and immediately ordered Melody to be discarded. Maxwell, heartbroken by his wife’s death, secretly kept Melody and only brought her back to the Parker family when she was six years old.
Upon her return, Melody faced abuse from her stepmother, Phoebe, and her half-sister, Ava. On her eighteenth birthday, Phoebe sold Melody to a fat, big-eared man, Director Brown, for a sum of money and sent her to the presidential suite.
After that incident, Melody became pregnant.
Her prominently swollen belly once again subjected her to a life worse than death, surrounded by countless scornful stares and mockery.
Melody was forced to drop out of school, mocked and ridiculed by her family. With help from her close friend, Serena Sterling, she finally found a refuge and, ten months later, was brought to this hospital.
The delivery room door opened, and a doctor walked out with a solemn expression. Maxwell immediately asked, "Doctor, how is my daughter?"
No matter what, Melody is his daughter; that is a fact.
"She’s given birth—it’s twins. But the mother is too young. After childbirth, she’s exhausted and still in a coma. How can you be parents? This child looks under eighteen, right?" The doctor looked coldly at Phoebe and Maxwell.
"She’s already nineteen, doctor. We want to see the children!" Maxwell immediately clarified.
"Go to the ward to see them!" The doctor left after speaking.
Maxwell immediately walked towards the ward, but Phoebe pulled him back. "Maxwell, what are you going to see? Pregnant at eighteen and giving birth at nineteen, and we don’t even know who the father is! Aren’t you ashamed enough? Hurry and send her abroad; she can’t stay in River City!"
Maxwell was pulled away by Phoebe, sighing helplessly as he followed her.
In the ward, Melody lay on the bed like a broken rag doll, her pale small face showing a death-like aura under the weak light.
Beside her slept two angelic babies who looked exactly alike.
At this moment, the ward door opened, revealing Ava’s charming face. She sneered as she walked in, seeing Melody lying there unmoving.
Looking again at the two babies in the small bed, her eyes glinted with delight, and she picked up the phone to call Phoebe, "Mommy, this bitch’s babies are so pretty and cute, I want to hold one to play with!"
Phoebe said something, and Ava hung up the phone, walked to the bedside, and noticed the black string necklace around Melody’s neck, reaching out to take it!
This bitch gave birth to bastards that are somehow this cute; she’s had her eyes on this Jade Pendant for a long time. Every time, Melody would protect it like it was a treasure, and now was the perfect time to take it.
She put the pendant into her pocket, glanced at the two identical babies on the bed, picked up the slightly chubbier one, and left directly...
Late at night, Melody slowly opened her eyes, feeling like she had awoken from another world.
After that night, she was pregnant. Enduring countless hardships, she finally gave birth to the children. She felt like she had given birth to two!
Where are her children?
Melody gently turned her head and saw a small bundle on the bed beside her. She slowly sat up, wanting to hold the precious baby in the crib.
He slept soundly, with tiny lips slightly parted, eyes shut, his beautiful little face like a newly descended angel.
Melody picked him up, her heart trembling slightly.
This was her baby, the one she fought so desperately to bring into the world.
She gently lowered her head to kiss his little hand, looking at his handsome visage, suddenly feeling that all the previous suffering was worth it.
A nurse walked in, looking at her holding the child with a face full of mockery, "Miss Parker, you’re awake. Why haven’t your family come to see you?"
Melody shook her head, "Nurse, I remember I gave birth to two children, where is the other one?"
The nurse, about to examine her, hesitated slightly and then said with a dark face, "Miss Parker, don’t joke. How could there be two children? You only gave birth to this one!"
Holding the baby, Melody passionately refuted, "Impossible, I remember there were two. The doctor said they were both boys, I heard it clearly."
The nurse coldly shook her head, "No, I only saw you give birth to one baby."
"Impossible, nurse, I clearly gave birth to two children, how can it be one!?" Melody tightly grabbed the nurse’s clothes, wanting to understand.
The nurse, with a stern face, pushed Melody’s hand away and quickly walked out of the ward.
"Giving birth to a bastard child herself, how proud! Two? Heh, can’t even raise one!"
In the corridor came the nurse’s icy ridicule, making Melody feel like she was plunged into an ice cave. Could she have been mistaken?
The next day, when the doctor made his rounds, Melody once again asked about having another child, only to be flatly denied by the doctor, "Miss Parker, you indeed only gave birth to one child!"