Outside the door, Savannah's fingers tightened reflexively around the doorknob. She forced a desolate tug at the corner of her mouth before turning to walk away.

Not long after she returned to the hospital room, Tobias came searching for her. When he saw her pale face, his heart twisted in a painful knot.

He sat down beside the bed, his voice stiff as if struggling to find the right words.

"Sorry, I didn’t know you were pregnant. As compensation, whatever request you make today, I’ll agree to it."

Before Savannah could respond, Tobias’s phone beeped.

He pulled it out and opened the message. From where she stood, Savannah caught sight of the name Tessa in the chat box.

[Tobias, I’m back in my hospital room. Why aren’t you here? This hospital gown is so big, it’s falling off me.]

[My fever hasn’t gone down yet. Would you like to try the 37-degree version of me?]

In the picture, Tessa kneeled on the bed, the gown pulled provocatively low, showing just a hint of her snow-white chest.

Tobias’s expression darkened, his eyes narrowing as he typed a quick response.

[Still know how to seduce even with a fever?]

Watching it all, Savannah let out a bitter laugh, the sound sharp with sarcasm.

The relentless blows had already numbed her. Now, seeing this scene unfold, Savannah felt no more stirrings in her heart. Her mind was fixed on one thing: three days left and she would finally be free.

After Tobias finished replying to the messages, she spoke, "Does what you just said still count?"

Tobias froze for a moment, surprised. "Of course, it counts."

His answer seemed to ease something within Savannah. She lifted her eyes, meeting his gaze with determination.

"Good. I want to use the death of my child to erase everything between us. From now on, there’s no more connection between you and me."

Her words hit Tobias like a slap to the face, sharp and jarring.

"No more connection?"

Tobias’s eyes locked onto Savannah’s resolute gaze and he suddenly let out an angry laugh.

"I let you make a request and this is what you choose?"

Savannah said nothing, her gaze steady as she watched Tobias's expression shift, his brows furrowing deeper, his eyes reddening.

Curiosity stirred inside her. If hearing her say "no more connection" had made him so angry, how would he react when he found out she was about to marry his sworn enemy?

Suddenly, Tobias sneered again, his voice dripping with coldness. "You seem to be under some kind of illusion about our relationship. What feelings could there have ever been between us? You didn’t really think I had feelings for you, did you?"

"I’ll agree to your request, but you have to do one last thing for me."

"Yesterday, Tessa and I unlocked a new position. Just like before, I need you to record it for us."

Savannah’s body went rigid for a moment. "Tobias, you’re insane. I just had a miscarriage."

"So what if you miscarried? Die first and then we’ll talk."

Tobias’s sneer deepened and without another word, he lifted her from the bed and carried her toward the adjacent hospital room.

When he pushed open the door, Tessa was lying on the bed, dressed in the same clothes from the photo. As soon as she saw Tobias, she quickly rushed to him, eager.

Tobias effortlessly pulled her into his arms, his large hand slipping suggestively over her body.

"Waited long?"

Tessa blushed deeply. "Not too long. But why did you bring her here? Won’t the marks you left on me show in the recording?"

Tobias’s hand slid lower, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

"Isn’t it even more exciting with her here? Don’t be shy. There will be plenty more marks soon enough."

Pressing forward over her, Tobias tossed the camcorder to Savannah, his eyes full of eager desire.

"Film it properly. Don’t miss a single movement."

The sound of clothes rubbing together echoed through the room, the fabric eventually slipping to the floor. Tessa’s legs wrapped around Tobias’s strong waist and with every movement, she moaned softly, the sound escaping her lips like a breathless whisper.

"Tobias, slow down... I can’t take it anymore..."

Tobias’s breathing grew heavier.

"Weren’t you the one seducing me just now? Didn’t think you’d be the one overwhelmed?"

"Baby, your body’s so hot, it’s like I’m dying inside you."

The hospital bed thudded against the wall, the sound of muffled grunts and gasps filling the room. Their breaths mingled, harsh and rapid.

Savannah, holding the camcorder, felt a wave of nausea rose in her throat.

The discomfort tightened around her chest, but she couldn’t bring herself to vomit. Instead, she swallowed the bitter taste down, forcing herself to endure.

Her body ached from the miscarriage, each pang like tiny needles that seemed to pierce her skin. She stared at the empty ceiling above, her eyes vacant, her mind numb.

It wasn’t until the night stretched long that the sounds finally stopped. By then, Savannah’s legs had lost all feeling, the weight of the day pressing down on her like an unbearable load.

She braced herself against the wall, her fingers clinging to it for support. When the door closed, the silence that followed was deafening. Tobias’s cold gaze didn’t even meet hers.

He simply muttered as he left, without a second glance.

"Remember to clean up the room."

However, Tessa didn’t leave.

She slowly pulled on her top, covering the lingering traces of intimacy.

"My wedding with Tobias is set for three days from now."

Three days?

Savannah froze for a moment and three days later, it was when she had planned to leave.

She showed little reaction, merely marveling silently at how eager Tobias was to marry, then softly responded with a "Hmm."

Unexpectedly, her indifference enraged Tessa.

Tessa rushed forward and grabbed Savannah’s wrist, her eyes blazing with fury.

"Savannah, if it weren’t for you, I would have married Tobias long ago. What are you pretending to be innocent for?!"

"All these years, every time I mentioned marriage, he hesitated. He could fool others, but not me. I know, it’s always been because of you!"

"Back then, it was my help that let him finish college. Why should he still be hung up on you?!"

Facing Tessa’s bloodshot eyes, Savannah felt a sharp tightness in her chest, unease surging within her.

She was about to break free when she heard Tessa’s chilling voice.

"I heard you just had a miscarriage. Perfect. I’ll make sure you can never get pregnant again, so you and Tobias will have no chance left!"

As soon as the words fell, the door to the hospital room was pushed open and several burly men swaggered inside, grinning maliciously.

They quickly surrounded Savannah, their sticky gazes roaming shamelessly over her body.

Savannah’s scalp instantly went numb and she kept retreating until she was forced into a cramped corner.

Several hands reached out, groping greedily at her slim waist.

Savannah shuddered in fear, struggling desperately to resist.

But the strength between men and women was too great and her body was already weakened. Before long, she was overpowered, her arms and legs pinned down.

"No... don’t touch me!"

Unable to move, despair and terror surged within her, her tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

Savannah thought she wouldn’t be able to escape.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a familiar voice suddenly burst through the room.

"I dare anyone to touch her!"