Past Life Returner

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Jessica had been taking antidepressants and the new stimulant, Spider Web, under the impression that the last fertility procedure had failed. Therefore, she deeply regretted this decision. Moreover, when she learned that Joshua’s bodily fluids were filled with lethal poison, the memory of being drenched in his blood haunted her.

She was anxiously waiting for the test results, then Gillian came into the waiting room.

“How is Joshua?” Jessica asked. She recalled how he had managed to leave the office, despite bleeding and stumbling, with a determined look on his face.

She had been struck by his creepy eyes and hideous, disfigured face. He was definitely more infected than his attack squad members as his face was more damaged. His once handsome features were now obscured by hardened, sickly-green scabs, which were a result of the infection.

She hadn’t expected Joshua to come back from the Stage of Advent with such an appearance and realized why he had no choice but to live in darkness inside the robe without appearing in public.

“I heard he is getting better,” Gillian replied.

“Did you hear that directly from him?”

Gillian shook his head. An hour had passed since Joshua had stumbled outside the room, so the surprise in Gillian’s face was gone. However, he looked disconsolate whenever he remembered how gruesome Joshua’s condition had been and the way he was suffering from pain.

Gillian redirected his attention to the ultrasound picture of the fetus that Jessica was holding, and upon estimating the date, he realized that the baby was conceived during their defense of the Day of Advent.

Gillian sat on the bed thinking about how Jessica felt while getting the procedure on that day.

“How are you?” he finally asked.

She grimaced. “I’m fine, but the baby…”

Jessica’s smartphone appeared to be abandoned on the floor, and there was information about the side effects of antidepressants on the fetus. Jessica’s fingerprints were spotted on the screen.

Gillian expressed his honest feelings, “I have no idea…what is going on.”