"It hurts."
The C-section wound tore open, causing Abigail to break into a thin layer of sweat.
She had forced herself up too hard just now, pulling at the wound and causing fresh blood to seep out. She didn't get up for a long time, and no nurse paid any attention to her.
Abigail sat at the door of the ward, with Ruby Green's wailing still ringing in her ears. A sardonic smile played on her lips as she looked up to see a noble man walking against the light.
The afternoon's golden light shone on the man, making his face hard to distinguish, but his demeanor was extraordinary.
Up close, he was truly stunning. His aristocratic and proud aura, his features were as if carved by a blade, and his amber eyes had a golden hue because of the afternoon light, resembling a cat's eyes but more elongated.
Handsome and clean, he didn't seem like a mortal.
Even though Abigail had seen countless handsome men in her previous life, she had never encountered a man as attractive as this one.
She was stunned.
"Excuse me, ma'am, could you move aside?" His clear, lazy voice was naturally pleasant to the ear.
He looked down at her, yet was gentlemen and elegant.
But those extremely beautiful eyes were fixed on her leg, one of which was stretched out and the other bent in the aisle, and he frowned.
It took Abigail a while to realize that the "ma'am" he referenced to was her. She looked at the spacious aisle and then at her leg lying across it.
"Oh." Abigail hurriedly responded but did not get up.
Every movement of her obese body would tug at her wound, and the pain made her forget the beautiful man beside her. She groaned in pain, a layer of sweat appeared on her forehead again, and she subconsciously asked for help, "Can you help me up?"
She felt she was being abrupt with the handsome man after asking.
"Pullan."
The man called out again. From behind him came a middle-aged man with a cold and hard demeanor, clearly a martial arts master, who stepped forward and straightened Abigail's bent fat leg, "Second Young Master, please."
Despite having gone through reincarnation, Abigail's goodwill vanished as she watched the man elegantly step over her leg, "Are you sick?"
Before the other party could respond, she added, "Heart disease."
The man paused, glanced sideways at Abigail, and those amber eyes, now absent of their golden hue due to the backlight, revealed a restrained and gloomy look, yet their beauty wasn't diminished.
His skin was excessively pale, giving him a sickly appearance.
When his gaze fell on Abigail, it felt real. Abigail, however, looked at him calmly.
She found it strange. It seemed that her perception had become more acute than in her previous life. Was this her golden finger after reincarnation?
"Second Young Master." Pullan, the subordinate, looked at Abigail with dissatisfaction and said in a low voice.
Brandon Piers withdrew his gaze from her dark, bright, peach blossom eyes and walked towards the ward ahead.
Abigail shook her head and struggled to return to her ward. Cold sweat soaked her back, and the wound hurt even more.
Tossing aside the image of an unprincipled beautiful man from earlier, Abigail was now more concerned about her own situation.
The child of the original owner had already been taken away. Ruby Green wanted to leverage this to ascend to a higher status, relying on her child?
If it were the original owner, Ruby Green's dreams might come true.
But it was Abigail. No way would she let Ruby step on her to climb up!
But this body...
Abigail looked at the original owner's body full of fat. Her obsessive-compulsiveness doubled her discomfort. But the pain from earlier made her clear-headed. This body was currently in its breastfeeding stage, and it was not suitable for weight loss.
On the contrary, she had to nurture it meticulously for a hundred days.
The breastfeeding period is the only chance for a woman to alter her physical constitution.
Although she graduated from Yale with a specialization in cardiac surgery, she was born into a family of traditional Flowery medical practitioners. Years of surgical experience did not make her forget the knowledge of traditional Flowery medicine rooted in her bones.
Whether it was nurturing the body or losing weight, it all took time.
With a plan in mind, Abigail temporarily put up with the fat and tried to search for the origin of the child from the original owner's memory. Yet she found that the original owner was highly resistant to this matter, so much so that she only knew from the Taylor mother and daughter that the father was Piers's young master, without any impression of his appearance.
As for how Ruby Green had replaced her, it remained a mystery.
But none of this mattered. Abigail believed that as long as Ruby Green was around, the truth would eventually come out. A hundred days of recovery for a muscle and bone injury. During her hundred days of recuperation, Ruby Green won't fare well either.
In the premium ward, the moment Ruby Green came out of the operating room, she shouted, "Mom, I want to kill her!"
Her leg was in a heavy plaster cast, and even the slightest touch caused her excruciating pain. Ruby's delicate face contorted with anger and hatred.
"Ruby, calm down. This is still a hospital, after all. There'll be plenty of chances to deal with that fat bitch later. The important one now is Piers Jr." Rose, also injured, endured her pain to comfort her daughter.
Ruby's grim expression softened at the mention of Piers Jr., "Will Piers Jr. really come?"
"Of course." Rose nodded confidently.
Thinking of Brandon Piers's aristocratic and exquisitely handsome face, more beautiful than a woman's, Ruby's face flushed slightly, "Mom, make sure that bitch is out of sight so that Piers Jr. doesn't see her."
"What are you afraid of? Piers Jr. knows it was you that night. Besides, she has become so fat that even Lincoln Green may not recognize her." Rose chuckled proudly.
"Hmm." Ruby seemed somewhat satisfied and then remembered something, "What a pity she's a goner."
"Indeed!" Rose regretfully echoed.
At this moment, the patient bed had been pushed to the door of the ward. Ruby heard a nurse gasp in awe and looked up to see a face as handsome as a jade figure, "Mr... Mr. Piers Jr...."