Chapter 45

Lillian's POV

I heard voices, but they were blurry.

Upon opening my eyes, I was welcomed by white walls and a bright light.

I roamed my eyes around and slowly sat on the bed, despite the pain in my stomach.

"Where am I?" I asked weakly.

Martha was the first to approach me. She held my hand, her eyes filled with worry.

"Where am I?"

Tears fell from Martha's eyes. She cupped my face and caressed my cheeks as she looked at me.

"You are at the hospital, Lillian," she said.

My forehead creased when I heard that, and that's when I remembered the blood on my dress, the only thing I remember before everything went black.

"What's wrong with me, Martha? Why did I bleed?"

Before she could answer, Dad walked toward my bed and looked at me with the same cold expression.

Beside him stood Victoria, whose eyes were also filled with worry.

"You'll abort that child, and you will marry Lucas Bennett," he said firmly.

Confusion filled me upon hearing those words.

What does he mean?

"Child?" I asked, look