NovelEnglishChapter 689 I stood in place, staring at the small box. It contained the first child I had with Steven.
I smiled helplessly. I now understand why he could be so effortlessly natural as a father to Ashton and Xan- he had probably imagined how to be a good father countless times.
"Hang in there, Stephanie. Please hang in there, okay?" It was as if I could still hear Steven's words in my ears.
He tiedto the beam when I was struggling and hurting myself due to my pregnancy hormones. He had huggedand pleaded forto endure it while choking back sobs.
Despite barely being an adult himself, Steven must have been anticipating the child.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe experimental subjects in the laboratory weren't "humans' to GenSociety. We were mere experimental subjects and vessels.
They needed us to conceive and produce viable third-generation experimental subjects. They desperately wanted to have an experimental subject born out of my and Steven's genes.
Unfortunately, my genes weren't perfect, and my body couldn't bear the pain of bearing a child. This child was destined to be a stillborn.
"Don't hurt yourself, Stephie. Please-In that memory, Steven was beggingon his knees, pleading fornot to hurt myself.
He had tied and lockedup in the basement, beggingnot to hurt myself. He had even offered to cut his own wrist and thrust the knife into my hand. 'I'll suffer on your behalf, okay, Stephie?" Back then, I stared numbly at Steven. I couldn't understand why he would go to such lengths for me.
He said, "Please believe in me, Stephie. I'll protect you-l promise you! I'll let you go if I can't. So please giveanother chance!" He was pleading withnot to leave him and asking for another chance.
I had to admit that I did decide to give him another chance back then. I stopped struggling, allowed him to tieup, and refused to leave the basement.
I was battling with myself. It was as if I had severe depression and was constantly fighting against my own mind. There was a voice tellingthat I should kill myself, that I shouldn't have existed, and I was an existence rejected by the laws of nature.
But Steven tried his best to pullout from the brink of death again and again.
However, we failed that time. We tried resisting and escaping, but the power of GenSociety was beyond what we could imagine.
It was the first tsince we becadults that we truly felt afraid of the power of capitalism.
We thought our escape route was cleverly crafted, and we were confident that no one would find us that quickly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSteven had even stocked up on food and supplies in the basement beforehand. We thought we could survive in the basement until the child was born.
We believed that we could win that in that once, yet we still lost he content is on novelenglish.net! They found us on the tenth day after our escape.
"I told you that we could never escape, Steven. We're just like rats inside the lab capsule. They're constantly watching us," I said as I hid in Steven's arms, looking around numbly. I knew that we would eventually be caught.
"Stephie.." Steven heldin agony m as we were surrounded by those from GenSociety. We were eventually found out.
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