After her rebirth

"You shameless bitch, are you so desperate for a man that you've gone crazy? Who

knows which random guy is the father of the child in your belly? And you want to pin it on Desmond? Do you even deserve that?"

Clara was trembling with rage and slapped a thin figure in front of her.

Laura fell to the ground, clutching her stomach, and let out a scream.

"My stomach hurts so much." Laura lay on the ground, hunching her back, holding herself and protecting her belly.

Clara, still not satisfied, hit Laura with her handbag.

Someone had sent an anonymous message telling her that the child in Laura's belly was Desmond's.

How could that be? That night, she was with Desmond. How could it be Desmond's? Desmond liked her so much; he would never betray her.

But Clara was uneasy. Laura hated her so much; could she have drugged Desmond to get back at her?

The thought of this possibility made Clara's eyes flash with coldness. She handed her bag to Ruby, who was standing nearby.

Ruby took it and glanced at Laura, whose face was swollen from the beating, with a strange look in her eyes.

Clara, wearing high heels, stepped on Laura's head in humiliation and ground her heel into it.

"Originally, I didn't care whose bastard you were carrying. If you want to give birth to a bastard, go ahead." Clara's tone changed, becoming cold. "You sent that message, didn't you? Too bad you chose the path of self-destruction by slandering Desmond, saying this bastard is his."

"Laura, you really disgust me. Do you need me to remind you of that night? Should I find the guy you slept with and show you again? Take a good look and see who the father of this bastard really is!"

Laura shrank back, silent, only crying.

Seeing someone approaching from a distance, Laura finally lifted her head slightly, her eyes flashing with excitement. "You'll soon know who the father of the child is."

Just as she finished speaking, a middle-aged man's angry voice rang in her ears, "Clara, what are you doing!"

Usually gentle and quiet, Clara now looked like a vicious snake, her face twisted as she beat Laura. Laura, unable to fight back, lay on the ground with disheveled hair, her face bruised and blood at the corner of her mouth.

"Oliver." Laura called weakly, her eyes filled with fear and grievance, tears suddenly falling.

Oliver's heart ached at the sight. He pushed Clara away forcefully, shouting, "Get away from her!"

He then helped Laura up, asking with concern, "Are you okay?"

Laura's eyes were filled with tears, large drops falling down. She clutched her stomach with her delicate hands, speaking in a mournful voice, "Oliver, my stomach hurts so much. Our child... I really want to keep him."

"I'll call a doctor right away. Hang in there," Oliver said, panic evident in his voice.

Clara, pushed aside, lost her balance and twisted her ankle, hitting the corner of the wall and crying out in pain.

Ruby, in a daze, quickly went to help Clara.

Clara, also stunned, was helped up and looked at the scene in disbelief, rubbing her eyes, thinking she must be seeing things.

No, the panicked man holding Laura was indeed her father, Oliver.

What did he mean by "our child"?

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So the child wasn't Desmond's but her father Oliver's?

That made even less sense. Oliver was much older than Laura. How could Laura be involved with Oliver?

She must have heard wrong.

Clara bit her lip, her voice tinged with dissatisfaction, "Dad, you pushed me for Laura? I'm the one who's been wronged!"

Clara was wearing high heels today, and Oliver's push had twisted her ankle, causing her great pain.

Ruby quickly chimed in to support Clara, "Yeah, Laura sent Clara a message saying she was pregnant with Desmond's child and wanted to meet Clara at the hospital."

With Ruby's support, Clara looked even more aggrieved, "Laura has always liked Desmond. She only became friends with me because of him. I'm about to get engaged to Desmond, and Laura is still clinging to him. She works in those disreputable places, who knows how many men she's slept with. Now she's pregnant with some random guy's child and wants to pin it on Desmond. I was so angry that I had to teach her a lesson."

As she spoke, Clara's tone grew more aggrieved, and her eyes reddened.

Oliver, who loved her dearly and valued her engagement to Desmond, would never let Laura off if he knew she was trying to ruin their relationship.

Laura clung tightly to Oliver's clothes, her large eyes filled with tears, shaking her head

in panic, her voice hoarse, "No, you know it's not true. I didn't..."

"You bitch, how dare you deny it? I clearly saw you that day..."

But before Clara could show her triumphant expression, she saw Oliver's face growing colder and colder.

"Enough, shut up!" Oliver shouted in anger, cutting Clara off. "The child is mine."

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Clara's words got stuck in her throat, and she thought she must have heard wrong.

"Dad, what are you saying?" Clara frowned, laughing in disbelief as she looked at Laura and then at Oliver.

Laura, just 20 years old, and her father Oliver, having an affair and a child?

Laura, with a sad face, shrank into Oliver's arms, her eyes, hidden by her hair, showing a cold glint.

Clara, you must be furious now. This is just the beginning.

Laura sneered inwardly, but her face showed tears and fear.

"Oliver, don't blame Clara. We're good friends. She misunderstood my relationship with Desmond because she likes him so much. That's why she hit me."

Clara's eyes turned cold as she glared at Laura, "You bitch, shut up! After slandering Desmond, now you want to slander my dad!"

"Dad, don't believe Laura's nonsense. She works in disreputable places, who knows how many men she's slept with. Who knows whose bastard she's carrying, which shameless guy..."

Knowing the truth, Oliver, feeling exposed and angry, picked up the lightweight Laura, glaring at Clara, "I'm that shameless guy. Have you said enough? Look at what you've become!"

With that, Oliver turned and hurried to find a doctor with Laura in his arms.

Ruby, worried, tugged at Clara, "Clara, should we follow them?"

"Get lost!" Clara was fuming.

Her classmate, her former friend, was pregnant with her father's child.noveldrama