"Sis, why did you lock the door?" Anya felt her heart beat twice as fast. Even though she was currently with Maria, a person who could not possibly hurt her, she still felt nervous for some reason.

"I locked the door so that no one will break in while we talk. If it's not locked, someone might eavesdrop from outside," Maria said, trying to calm Anya down.

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"Sis, you don't need to lock it. No one will come in," Anya wanted to open the door but Maria stopped her.

"Sit with me. I want to tell you something," without waiting for Anya's answer, Maria immediately took her to the sofa near the window and sat there.

Anya kept looking towards the door and got nervous. She felt anxious for being in a confined space like this.

After all, she often experienced bad things because of her carelessness.

Today, Maria came uninvited, along with five unfamiliar chefs. Apparently, Maria didn't want to help her prepare the Christmas party but came to see her.

Or rather, Maria came for the baby in her womb!

"Anya, what do you think about your divorce from Aiden?" Maria asked anxiously.

"Sis, do you know something? What really happened? Why did Aiden suddenly want to divorce me?" Anya asked with a slightly raised tone.

Maybe she could get the answer from Maria.

"Anya, don't ask me. I can't tell you anything. Just know that I love you and I hope things didn't turn this way. Don't blame us," Maria could not hold back her sadness anymore.

"Then, what do you want to say to me? If Aiden didn't want to tell me the reason why he wanted to separate from me, I wouldn't have signed the divorce papers. I won't want to part with him without knowing the real reason," Anya said stubbornly.

Maria looked at Anya with tears flooding her eyes. Even now, she still couldn't believe that Anya was her daughter. She couldn't believe this fact.

But after three DNA tests, the results were all the same. What could she do?

"Anya, I heard from Nico that you were accepted into the French Perfume Academy. You are very young. You can achieve many great things in your career…"

"Sis, if you try to persuade me to divorce from Aiden and kill this child, I don't want to hear it anymore," Anya interrupted Maria's words and shouted angrily. "You can't treat me like this!"

"Anya, your life is still very long. This child…"

"What's with this child? What's wrong with this kid?" Anya looked at Maria intently, hoping to get some useful information. Did the Atmajaya Family also suspect that this child was not Aiden's child?

"I can't say anything. Anyway, this child should not be born. You're in contact with Raka recently. The Atmajaya family doesn't want to accept this child," Maria tried to harden her heart and cornered Anya by saying that the child didn't carry the Atmajaya family's blood.

"Sis, this child is Aiden's. I will never betray him. If the Atmajaya Family doesn't want to accept this child, can you give this child to me? I'll take care of them myself. I will not ask you for any money or favors. I just want this child," Anya said.

"Anya, I'm sorry. But this child must not be allowed to live," Maria covered her face with her hands and wept.

Anya could feel her heart breaking into pieces. The Atmajaya family didn't want this child and wanted to kill them. Why didn't they just let her take this child away?

Why did this child have to die?

Why were they so cruel?

"No! You have no right to do this. This child is mine. I have the right to decide whether this child can be born or not!" Anya stood up annoyed. But suddenly, she felt her stomach upset.

She was shocked and confused when she felt the pain. Then, she thought of the strange orange juice she drank downstairs.

Anya turned her head and looked at Maria in disbelief. she didn't believe Maria would do this to her.

Maria who had been so nice to her…

Maria who had always been defending her even when Bima didn't like her…

Maria who invited her to fight Imel together…

She couldn't believe all of this.

Tears dropped from the corner of Anya's eyes. Her eyes looked at Maria with hatred. Her heart was hurt deeply by the betrayal of the sister-in-law she admired.

"Anya, don't look at me like that. I… I don't know anything," Maria said guiltily.

"Sis, what did you put in that orange juice?" Anya asked, looking straight at Maria.

"Aiden really cares about you. I love you so much, too. I will never hurt you," Maria muttered in a low voice.

'Love you? Will it never hurt you?'

'This is ridiculous!'

"But you wanted to kill my child," Anya was sure there was something wrong with the orange juice. She was sure Maria put something into it.

Her stomach felt more and more sore. She knew this was no ordinary pain.

Anya was afraid that she would lose the child in her womb.

Maria's hands trembled as she opened her bag. She took out a medicine bottle.

Abortion pills.

"You just drank a little of that orange juice and the medicine is still not enough. Drink one more. After that, the child will leave."

Anya looked at the bottle with a scared look. She saw it but she did not recognize the writing. It seemed that the drug was imported.

The pain she felt was getting worse and made her forehead break out into cold sweat. "Sis, hurry up and call an ambulance. My pregnancy is almost three months, I should not take such medicine. Even if you want to kill this child, you can send me to the hospital for an abortion."

"Anya, believe me. This drug is safe and will not affect your health. Surgery could be bad for you. Instead of being sent to the hospital by my father, you better listen to me and take this medicine now," Maria said.

Anya's face turned pale and her hands hugged her stomach. She ran towards the door and shouted loudly, "Mrs. Hana, help me! Help me!"

Before Anya's hand could hold the doorknob, Maria immediately held her body.

"Anya, there's no use screaming. The five people I brought were my father's orders. They are not chefs. Those people have secured this whole house. No one can help you. No one will hear your screams," Maria said with a sad face. "I beg you, please obey me. Obey me and take this medicine. At least, you won't suffer after this..."

"No! No…!" Anya struggled and tried to get her hands off Maria. Then she immediately ran to the bathroom.

She crouched in front of the sink and stuck her finger down her throat, trying to regurgitate the orange juice she had drunk.

Anya cried while doing it, hoping she could still save her child.

"It's been more than half an hour since you took the medicine. You can't vomit. The drug is working. Anya, I don't want to hurt you. I love you too and I did all this for you. Listen to me and take one more pill. That way, the pain will end sooner. You won't suffer too much," Maria cried as she gave the medicine to Anya with trembling hands.