The Womb They Stole Chapter 06
Julian’s POV
The diary fell from my hands.
I dropped to my knees, clutching the necklace. My whole body shook. Elsie. It was always Elsie. She was the one who saved me.
Everything came rushing back-
Our wedding. Elsie asking nervously, “Do you promise to love me forever?” Me answering carelessly, “Of course.”
Three years ago. The “kidnapping.” Her blindfolded screams, “Julian… save me…” Me standing outside the operating room, waiting coldly for them to take her uterus.
The basement. Her desperate cries, “Julian… I need help… please…” Me saying into the phone, ice–cold,‘
Tell her to think about what she’s done.”
The baby’s party. Her kneeling on the marble floor while I looked at her with disgust…
“AHHH!”
I punched the mirror. Glass exploded. Shards buried themselves in my fists. Blood everywhere.
“ELSIE!” I screamed her name and destroyed everything–nightstands, vases, frames–smashing it all to pieces.
I killed the only person who ever loved me. I destroyed my savior. I destroyed… my wife…
I don’t know how long I sat there in the wreckage, covered in blood.
I had to find Chloe. Confront her.
I forced myself up and stumbled to her room.
Voices drifted from inside.
“Baby, the kid asleep?” An unfamiliar man’s voice.
I froze.
“Yeah.” Chloe giggled. “Julian’s still crying over that bitch. So pathetic. She’s DEAD–why does he even
care?”
“He really believed you couldn’t get pregnant?” The man laughed. “Actually gave you his wife’s uterus.
What an idiot.”
Chloe laughed harder. “He’s so stupid. But it worked out. Elsie’s dead, I’ve got the kid, and I got 30% of
Thorne shares…”
“What about me?” The man’s voice turned sulky.
“Don’t worry, baby.” Chloe purred. “Once things settle down, we’ll take the money and the kid and disappear.”
The air left my lungs.
I kicked the door open.
Chloe and a stranger sat on the couch, half–dressed.
They both went rigid.
“Julian-” Chloe jumped up, frantically fixing her clothes.
The man bolted for the door. I lunged and punched him in the face.
“BAM!”
He crashed down, blood gushing from his nose.
“What did you just say?” I grabbed his collar. “Say it again.”
“Julian! This isn’t-” Chloe screamed. “Don’t listen to him!”
“SHUT UP!” I pulled my gun and aimed it at her head.
All the color drained from Chloe’s face.
I pressed the barrel to the man’s temple. Then shot him in the leg.
“AHHHHH!” He writhed on the floor, screaming.
“TALK!” I knelt beside him, gun against his head. ”
What’s Chloe’s deal?! Why can’t she have kids?!”
He was shaking, staring up at my face, and broke. ” Okay! Okay, I’ll tell you! Just don’t–please-”
“Chloe slept around starting when she was eighteen…
Got pregnant over and over… Had so many abortions she ruined herself… That’s why she can’t have kids…”
My hand shook.
“So she doesn’t have some medical condition?”
“NO!” He was crying. “It was all a lie! She said if she could get your wife’s uterus and your money, we’d run away together…”
I let him go and stood slowly.
Turned to Chloe.
She was pressed against the wall, deathly pale.
“Good. That’s good.” Laughter burst out of me—bitter, broken. “And I believed every word.”
“CRACK!”
I slapped her across the face, She hit the floor, blood trickling from her mouth.
“Julian, let me explain…” Chloe crawled toward me on her knees. “I love you, I really do…”
“Love?” I laughed coldly. “You don’t get to say that word.”
“I DO love you!” Chloe sobbed. “And I gave you a son… That’s YOUR child… For his sake-”
“Don’t you DARE mention that child!” I kicked her away. “Who knows whose bastard he really is!”
Chloe went even whiter.
“Julian,” she crawled back, grabbing my leg. “Please… I was wrong… For what I did all those years ago, saving your life-”
“You want to talk about THAT?!”
I pulled the necklace from my pocket and threw it in her face.
“I read Elsie’s diary. I know everything now.” My voice shook with rage. “Elsie saved me. And you? You‘ re nothing but a thief who stole her credit!”
Chloe froze.
Then she started laughing.
Wild laughter. Insane.
“YES! I stole it! So what?!” She stood, the mask dropping completely. “That idiot Elsie fell off a cliff
and was unconscious for a month. Why WOULDN’T I use that?”
“You know what? Our whole lives, everyone said she was perfect–good grades, obedient, responsible. And me? Just the spoiled little sister.”
“But who CARES?” She stepped closer, eyes blazing.”
Mom and Dad loved ME more anyway! YOU fell in love with ME!”
She got right in my face. “And Elsie–even after saving you, so what? She was too weak to even speak up. Women like her deserve to be stepped on!”
“What did you say?”
“I said she DESERVED it!” chloe shrieked. “Deserved
to lose her uterus! Deserved that basement! Deserved to be tortured! Deserved to BURN ALIVE! It’s all her own-”
“CRACK!”
I hit her with everything I had.
She slammed into the wall and collapsed, a tooth falling from her mouth.
“Julian…” She touched her face, staring at me in shock.
“Take her to the basement.” I spoke to the guards at the door.
“Yes, sir.”
Two men came in and grabbed her arms.
“NO! Julian, NO!” Chloe fought them, screaming.”
Please! I was wrong! I’m sorry!”
“Elsie was down there for three days.” I looked at her with dead eyes. “You can experience it too. But don’t worry–you won’t be there for just three days.”
“You’ll be there for the rest of your life.”
“NO-! JULIAN–!!!”