After I reincarnated, I went to the hospital right away to get an abortion.

In my past life, I was suddenly found to be pregnant with fraternal boy-girl twins after a childless marriage of five years.

I was told that I needed to abort one, or I could die due to the excess size of the foetuses, but while I hesitated, I heard my son's voice.

[Mommy! You have to abort this brat—she's going to kill me! She's been stealing all the food!]

[She's not my sister—she's Tina and daddy's bastard! They used black magic to move her here and kill me, while you would treat her like your own daughter… and she can then inherit all the family wealth!]

Hearing that, I promptly went to the hospital to abort the twin daughter, keeping the son.

But on the day I went into labor, he threw a fit, punching and kicking my room until he finally killed me.

And just before I died, I heard him gloating.

[Stupid broad! You really believed me and aborted your own daughter! Just die already! I'm going to meet my parents!]

When I opened my eyes again, Tina was sitting right in front of me, telling me to abort one of my babies…

"You're very weak, Tina. You'll be in grave danger if you wait until you're due and deliver both twins—you should abort one of them."

Hearing the familiar voice, I opened my eyes wide to see Tina Lowe reasoning with me.

Startled, I leaped to my feet, wobbling for a while before catching my balance.

Tina's eyes flashed in disgust, but she walked around the table to hold me steady. "Are you alright? I'm sorry, I guess I was too blunt…"

I took a deep breath to calm down and shook my head. "It's not you, it's me… Also, this is a big deal. I can't decide just yet."

Tina nodded. "I get it—you should think about it. But don't take too long, or you'll just end up hurting your own health. I hope to hear from you soon."

Stepping out of the clinic, I started running like I had the devil on my heels.

I only stopped when I finally stopped smelling medicine in the air and bought a bottle of water from a vending machine, gulping down most of it.

Even as I came to my senses, I heard the boy in my belly talking to me.

[Mommy! Help! She's killing me… She's eating everything, leaving me with nothing!]

Hearing that voice, I was finally sure that this wasn't a dream. It was real, and I had reincarnated.

-

In my last life, I was married to Zach Spencer for five years but we never had children until he told me about Tina.

She was his childhood friend and a gynecologist, and she had a miraculous treatment that could induce pregnancy right away.

That was how I met Tina and took her prescription, after which I became pregnant with fraternal boy-girl twins.

The whole family was delighted, and I trusted Tina even more because of that.

But just a few months later, when I returned for a routine checkup, she told me that I wasn't healthy enough to bear twins—that if I tried to force it, all three of us could die together.

Guilt was eating me alive when I heard it, as the twins were my treasure, and I didn't want to part with either of them.

But even as I was caught in a dilemma, the boy in my belly spoke to me in my mind.

He told me that Tina and Zach had been having an affair for the longest time and had used black magic to get me pregnant with their child since Tina despised the thought of labor pains.

I didn't believe it, until I had a private investigator tail them and was shown records of them going into a love motel together.

Forget keeping his babies—all I wanted was to divorce that jerk.

However, that was when I heard the boy in my belly telling me he would stay with me after the divorce—that he would disown his jerk of a father.

As such, I was convinced to abort my daughter and keep the boy, only to realize that it was the start of my nightmares.

It was only in death that I realized Tina had planned everything. The boy was never my son, but a demon incarnate.

Worst of all, I was beguiled into killing my own daughter!

That's why in this life, I would definitely protect myself and my daughter.

I would not allow any harm to come to her!

Leaving the hospital where Tina worked, I took a cab to another hospital.

After the doctor examined me, he confirmed what Tina said—that I couldn't deliver both twins and had to abort one.

I promptly said, "I'll keep my daughter. Please abort the boy."

As soon as I finished, I felt a kick.

[Mommy… Don't you love me anymore? Why me? Am I not your treasure?]

[Don't kill me! You're making a mistake—that girl is that witch's daughter!]

The kicks and punches weren't stopping—the bastard would tear through my belly if he could.

Even the doctor was gaping in shock. "The daughter? Are you sure?"

I lifted my shirt to show him my belly, which was undulating creepily. "See? That's the boy. He's been hurting me since I got pregnant, but not my daughter—she's my angel."

The boy promptly stopped once I finished, clearly afraid now that I was really going to abort him.

[I'm sorry, Mommy! I love you, Mommy! Please don't kill me… I just want to come out and see your face!]

I snorted—he most definitely meant Tina.

To him, I was nothing more than a container.

"Alright, as long as it's your decision. Just a couple more tests, and we can get started…"

I was really in a hurry to get the abortion and spent the day walking around the hospital, taking tests and picking up the results.

Eventually, the doctor said, "You're still in good health. I can schedule the procedure in two days."

While I was relieved to hear that I would be spared the tragic fate I suffered in my last life, a familiar voice suddenly demanded, "What procedure?!"

I jumped, a chill running down my spine as I turned in disbelief and found both Zach and Tina standing outside the doctor's office.

"What are you doing here?!" I blurted.

Zach ignored me, glowering as he strode in and snatched the medical test result. "Are you trying to abort my children?!"

Tina came in too, nodding at the doctor. "Sorry for all the trouble, Jim."

Then, wheeling at me, she sighed. "You could have just asked me, Liv. Thank goodness Jim told me, or you'd have caused everyone trouble."

Even as I felt sweat trickling down my forehead, I burst into tears and threw myself into Zach's arms, wailing, "I'm so sorry! I didn't want to do it, but Tina kept telling me that I can't give birth to both, that I have to abort one of them! I was in denial, so I consulted another doctor…"

"This is for your own good, Liv! How could you doubt me?!" Tina bellowed, stamping her feet. "Jim told me you were going to abort the boy too! You're trying to cut off his lineage here, after his family has gone through five generations only having a single child!"

I pretended to flinch and hide my face in Zach's arms. "But you told me my daughter was taking most of the nutrients and was stronger, while the boy is very weak… If he's going to be born sickly, it's better if he isn't born at all!"

Still, Zach merely frowned at me. "You should have discussed this with me. How could you come to get an abortion on your own? Let's go home for now…"

With the two of them right there, I had no choice but to follow—the abortion just had to wait.

My in-laws were clearly told about the need for abortion and had rushed over.

Mr. Spencer slammed his palm on the table as he huffed, "Do not abort the boy! He's going to carry forward our family's lineage!"

I simply stayed on the couch, sobbing endlessly in grief. "I don't want an abortion either! They're both my babies, and I'd never abandon them, but the boy can be born very sick. He's not going to be fertile, and he's so delicate that anything could kill him. Or would you rather your family's lineage end with me?

"Right now, the best plan is to abort the boy and deliver my daughter. Then, when I recover in a couple of years, I can give birth to a healthy boy!"

Even as I sniffled and rambled, I was subtly watching my in-laws.

To no surprise, they were seriously considering my idea.

That was when Tina leaped up and snapped, "No! You can't abort the boy! You're already sick, Liv—we don't even know if you can get pregnant again! Don't worry, I'll keep you nursed to your best health, so you can deliver a healthy baby boy."

Clearly intent on convincing anyone, she then added, "And don't forget—you've tried for years but could never get pregnant. But with my help, you immediately got pregnant with twins."

Mr. Spencer nodded in agreement and smacked the table emphatically. "Yes! Keep the boy. Let Tina help you, and you'll be fine."

I could roll my eyes—Tina might have convinced them, but they forgot that I was the one pregnant here.

If I refused, no one would get to abort my daughter!

Deciding to turn the tables right then, I sobbed, "No! I'm not losing either of my twins! Please, Tina… If you can help me, why not help me save both my twins?"

Tina paused. "T-That's going to be difficult… You'll just make things worse if you die during childbirth…"

"It's fine!" I insisted. "I don't mind dying if I can save both children! All I want is for them to be born healthy!"

Tina could only stay silent and trade looks with Zach then, both of them clearly out of ideas and clearly going to discuss their next course of action behind my back.

Seeing that, I added fuel to the fire. "If I can't save both, then I might as well die!"

With that, I started toward the balcony, and everyone promptly stopped me.

Still, they were clearly scared now, and Tina had no choice but to promise to take care of me.

Just a few days later, she showed up with a stack of medicine, telling me that I must take it every day, or I might die if I missed even one prescription.

I gasped and nodded repeatedly. "Don't worry, I won't."

Zach even had her stay for dinner and drove her home afterward because he was 'grateful'.

As for me, I was laying in bed and looking through the prescriptions when the boy in my belly started speaking to me again.

[Mommy? Please take the medicine so that my sister and I can survive. We both want to see you soon!]

That immediately told me there was something suspicious about the medicine, and I must never take it.