The Unborn Whisperer's Curse

Tags: Mind Reading, Deceptive Voices, Rebirth Revenge, Counterattack The day I got my wife’s ultrasound report, I heard our unborn child’s inner voice: [Daddy, Mommy is going to divorce you the second she gives birth to me!] [Her true love can’t have kids, so she’s just using you to have a son! Once I’m out, she’s flying straight into his arms!] I believed every single word. Heartbroken and betrayed, I filed for divorce immediately. After we split, my health deteriorated rapidly. Day by day, I grew weaker until I was diagnosed with terminal cancer. During one of my final chemotherapy sessions at the hospital, I crossed paths with my ex-wife again. And once more, I heard the voice inside her belly. [Haha! Mommy never cheated on you at all! I totally lied to you!] Why? Why would an unborn child lie about something like that? I died without ever understanding the truth. Then, I opened my eyes. I was back on the exact day my wife’s pregnancy test results came out. "Mr. Wen, congratulations! You’re going to be a father! The scan shows your wife is already over two months pregnant!" "You'll need to take extra good care of her from now on. Pregnant women can be emotionally sensitive, so she requires special attention." The doctor’s voice echoed in my ears. I snapped my head up, staring in disbelief at the medical report resting in his hands. Only then did it hit me—I had been reborn. A second later, that familiar, eerie voice from inside my wife’s belly chimed in. [Daddy, Mommy is going to divorce you as soon as she delivers me!] Hearing the exact same words from my previous life, a cold shiver ran straight down my spine. The horrifying memory of dying alone on a sterile hospital bed rushed back, flooding me with dread. Before I could even process it, the voice sounded again. [Mommy’s true love is completely infertile! That’s the only reason she married you! You’re just a sperm donor, an absolute tool!] [As soon as she pops me out, she’ll divorce you, take me away, and live happily ever after with him!] In my past life, the moment I heard this voice, I never doubted it for a second. I immediately demanded a divorce. No matter how desperately my wife pleaded or tried to explain, I held onto the unborn baby's "innocent" words like gospel truth. It wasn’t until my dying breath that I learned it had all been a lie. Why on earth would a fetus do something like that? This time, I was going to find out. Noticing the blood draining from my face, the doctor gave me a concerned look. "Mr. Wen, are you alright? Overwhelmed by the good news?" I stared down at my wife’s still-flat stomach, my eyes darkening with calculation. "Doctor… is this baby normal?" The doctor froze, blinking in confusion. "Do you mean... the baby's health?" I remembered my past life. It was entirely because of this child that our marriage was destroyed. If I simply chose not to have this baby, or if I refused to listen to these twisted thoughts, could my wife and I make it to the end together? At the very least, if I fell ill again, the woman I loved would still be by my side. If I terminated the pregnancy right now, would my fate change? I nodded slowly at the doctor. "This pregnancy was completely unexpected. My wife and I aren't ready yet, and we’re worried about potential complications. If... we take care of it now—" "Honey... my stomach hurts..." Before I could finish the sentence, my wife, Xinxin, turned deathly pale. She clutched her lower abdomen, cold sweat instantly beading across her forehead. The next second, the voice hissed directly into my mind. [Daddy, what are you trying to say to the doctor?] [You're not thinking about getting rid of me, are you? That would make me very, very angry!] [I know how much you love Mommy. Even if she betrayed you, the most you'd do is divorce her. You’d never have the heart to watch her die, right?] Xinxin was groaning in agony, completely unable to speak. It was only then that I realized the terrifying truth: the entity inside her womb was eavesdropping on everything happening around it. The moment I showed even a shred of intent to get rid of it, it was ready to drag my wife into the grave alongside it. And the voice was right. I loved Xinxin with all my heart. In my past life, hearing that she had supposedly cheated tore my sanity to shreds. I refused to listen to her defense and shoved the divorce papers in her face. Yet in the end, when I drew my final breath on that cold operating table, I never even got to see her one last time. Seeing Xinxin crumpled in unbearable pain, the doctor realized something was seriously wrong. She rushed over. "Ma'am, how are you feeling right now?" "If your current physical condition isn't suitable to carry a child, I strongly recommend prioritizing your own health. You can always have children later." Wiping the cold sweat from her brow, Xinxin gritted her teeth. "I'm fine. I can do this." "Xinxin, we don't necessarily have to keep this baby. Your health comes first..." I tried to warn her, but the second the words left my lips, her face turned a shade paler, her breathing turning ragged. The words choked in my throat. I had no choice but to pivot immediately. "Doctor, please prescribe her some glucose and prenatal supplements. We are definitely keeping this baby." The moment the words left my mouth, the voice returned. [Good Daddy. That's more like it.] [You'd better take exceptional care of Mommy. Otherwise, I might just take her life.] [Oh, by the way... if you don't play along, not only will I kill her, but you...] The voice trailed off, but the threat was crystal clear. If I didn't comply, I wouldn't survive either. Recalling the inexplicable cancer that had struck me out of nowhere in my past life—could it have been caused by this thing all along? But back then, I had already signed the divorce papers and moved far away from Xinxin. Why did I still end up with terminal cancer? Cold sweat drenched my shirt. I didn't dare say another provocative word. I knew for a fact that whatever was inside her was monitoring my every breath. Once we got back home, Xinxin stepped away to answer a phone call. When she returned, she leaned into me sweetly. "Honey, I have a college reunion tonight. I might be home a little late." In my previous life, this exact phone call had been the catalyst for our divorce. Back then, completely swayed by the telepathic voice, I instantly assumed she was sneaking off to rendezvous with her lover. I filed for divorce that very night. This time, I refused to fall into the same trap! I gave her a gentle nod. "Okay. I'll wait up for you. Take care of yourself and the baby."It wasn't until four in the morning that I heard the front door click open and light, hesitant footsteps creep inside. After washing up, Xinxin softly kissed my forehead before slipping under the duvet, wrapping her arms around me to sleep. Right on cue, the child's voice piped up again: [Daddy, Mommy literally just got back from sleeping with her true love! How can you even sleep right now?!] [If you ask me, you should divorce her right this second! Don't worry, once I grow up, I'll definitely repay you.] Hearing the exact carbon-copy lines from my past life, I kept my breathing steady and refused to show any reaction. I silently replayed everything that had happened before. When I had demanded a divorce, Xinxin was devastated and completely baffled. She begged me on her knees to reconsider. Yet, blinded by rage, I had stubbornly forced it through. After signing the papers, I walked away with nothing, leaving every single asset and dollar to her name. After all, she was carrying my flesh and blood. After all, she was the woman I had cherished for years. I never imagined that the next time she saw me, I would already be a stiff, lifeless corpse. They told me she completely lost her mind with grief after that day. Looking back at her genuine devastation in my past life, I began to reevaluate everything. Had she really never cheated on me? I decided that once we woke up, I would sit down and have an open, honest conversation with her. However, by the time I opened my eyes, Xinxin had already left for work. A note was left on the kitchen counter, accompanied by a text message on my phone: [Good morning, honey! Breakfast is on the table, and I made fresh soy milk for you in the kitchen. Heading to the office now, see you tonight!] A wave of warmth barely had time to spread through my chest before the voice sneered in my ear again: [Daddy, did you see the sweet little note Mommy left for you? Truth is, she’s out on a date with another man right now!] [Hurry up and divorce her, Daddy! Is a woman like that really worth it?!] Xinxin was miles away at her office, yet this child's voice could still reach me anywhere, anytime. There was no time to hesitate. The more frantic and desperate this entity was to tear us apart, the more certain I was that a sinister scheme was at play. What was it trying to achieve by pushing so hard for a divorce? No matter what it took, I was determined to rewrite my destiny this time around. On my way to work, an elderly man dressed in a traditional Taoist robe suddenly grabbed my wrist. His face was pale with panic. "Things that do not belong to you... you should never have touched them!" Startled, I jerked my arm back, having no idea what he was talking about. Assuming it was just some elaborate street scam, I turned to walk away. To my shock, he lunged forward, gripping my hand with abnormal strength, and screamed directly in my face: "A dying man walking! Cease your futile struggles!" A wave of goosebumps erupted across my skin from his manic outburst. I stumbled back several paces. I initially wrote him off as a lunatic, but the dead-serious, terrifying clarity in his gaze told me he wasn't joking. I froze in place, his words echoing in my skull like thunder. *A life that doesn't belong to me?* Did this old man somehow know I had been reborn? Was he saying that even with a second chance at life, I was still merely struggling in vain against an inevitable death? Suffocating dread closed around my throat. Just as I opened my mouth to press him for answers, the old man pivoted and vanished around the street corner. Before my racing thoughts could settle, the voice surfaced inside my head once more: [Daddy, who were you just talking to?][Daddy, if I find out you're plotting anything behind my back to hurt me, I’m going to get very, very angry.] The mental voice was turning increasingly vicious and volatile—far too twisted and dark to belong to an innocent unborn child! At that exact moment, my resolve hardened. I had to uncover what kind of demonic entity was truly festering inside my wife’s womb! Suppressing the sickening dread clawing at my gut, I pulled out my phone and dialed my manager. "Mr. Zhang, I need to take an emergency personal day today." Then, I shot a quick message to Xinxin. [Honey, meet me at the hospital. There’s something urgent we need to talk about face-to-face.] Without waiting for a reply, I hailed a cab and sped directly to the hospital. The entire ride there, the voice inside my head kept interrogating me relentlessly. [Daddy, where are you going?!] [Refusing to answer me, huh? Fine! If you won't talk, I’ll just make Mommy suffer!] The second the voice made the threat, my phone began vibrating frantically. It was Xinxin. When I answered, her voice was painfully faint and trembling: "Honey... my stomach... it hurts so bad..." Hearing her agony, my heart dropped into my stomach. I immediately redirected the cab to pick her up. I had to get to the bottom of this. What kind of child actively tries to manipulate its parents into a divorce from inside the womb? I had already booked an expedited consultation while in the cab. When the physician saw Xinxin drenched in cold sweat, her face as pale as a sheet of paper, she gasped in alarm. "Mrs. Wen, why do you look so terribly ill?" "Have you been taking the prenatal supplements I prescribed? Could severe morning sickness really cause you to deteriorate this quickly?" Before I could get a word in, the entity in her belly let out a furious mental shriek. [Daddy! Why are you bringing Mommy to see a doctor again?! Don’t tell me I was right—you’re trying to abort me, aren't you?!] Instantly, the color completely drained from Xinxin’s face. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed onto the floor. I dropped down immediately, wrapping my arms around her to help her back into the chair. "Mr. Wen, your wife's pregnancy complications are extraordinarily severe," the doctor urged, her tone grave. "I strongly advise you to seriously reconsider whether it's safe to carry this pregnancy to term. The mother's life must come first. My medical recommendation is to prioritize her recovery, and then—" Before the doctor could finish, I cut her off loudly. "We are keeping this baby, no matter what!" "We came today to get progesterone injections to stabilize the pregnancy. Under no circumstances will we terminate this child!" The moment the words left my mouth, color slowly returned to Xinxin’s lips. She nodded weakly in agreement. "Yes, Doctor... we have to save this baby. Please, help us." The voice echoed in my head once more, sounding deceptively pacified. [Oh, Daddy... so I misunderstood you after all.] [Then you'd better protect me with everything you've got. If I ever catch you trying to get rid of me, I will make you regret it.] The doctor immediately ordered the stabilizing injections. A split second before the nurse escorted Xinxin into the procedure room, I grabbed a pen and scribbled a desperate note on the prescription pad: [Perform an amniocentesis immediately. I need a prenatal paternity test on this baby.] The doctor looked up, utter confusion written all over her face. Just as she parted her lips to ask why, I pressed a finger firmly to my lips and shot her a desperate, pleading glare, silently begging her not to make a sound. If the thing inside Xinxin’s belly caught wind of this, my wife wouldn't survive the night. Understanding the gravity in my eyes, the doctor swallowed her questions and complied, quietly arranging the amniocentesis under the guise of routine monitoring. Since the expedited lab results wouldn't be ready until the afternoon, we decided to head home first. The moment we walked through the front door, Xinxin’s phone buzzed with an incoming call. She glanced at me with obvious panic, snatched her phone, darted into the master bedroom, and clicked the lock shut. Twenty minutes later, she emerged, looking thoroughly guilty. "Just a work emergency regarding a client project... Anyway, honey, what was it you wanted to tell me earlier? Why the sudden trip to the hospital?" My lips parted. I was ready to lay all my cards on the table and confess everything to her. Yet before a single word could escape my mouth, the voice chimed in with chilling amusement. [Daddy, what are you so eager to tell Mommy?] [Before you say anything... why don't you go check what's inside Mommy's handbag first?] Every alarm bell in my head screamed at once. Forcing a calm, nonchalant smile, I looked at Xinxin. "Let me grab a glass of water first. We can sit down and talk through everything." Using the excuse of pouring water, I discreetly unzipped Xinxin’s designer handbag. The next instant, my entire body froze in sheer disbelief. Tucked inside the interior pocket were several opened, used condom wrappers. Before my shattered mind could even begin to process the sight, the voice mocked me relentlessly: [Told you so! Mommy's been cheating on you all along!] [If her true love didn't suffer from absolute azoospermia and total infertility, she never would have settled for you! What you need to do right now is divorce her immediately and kick that filthy woman out of your life!] [Daddy, I’m your own flesh and blood. Would I ever lie to you?] At that exact second, my phone vibrated in my pocket. A secure notification from the hospital popped up. [Expedited Paternity Test Result: The probability of biological fatherhood between the tested parties is 99.99%.]A deafening roar filled my ears, leaving me standing frozen in the middle of the room. The onslaught of contradictory information completely short-circuited my brain. The child inside her womb... was actually, biologically mine. All along, I had convinced myself that the entity was spinning lies. When it claimed Xinxin’s old flame was completely infertile, I refused to buy it, suspecting that the child she carried wasn't mine to begin with. I had believed that the voice was manipulating me into a divorce simply to clear the path for her secret lover to take my place. Yet the cold, hard scientific data proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that the baby was my own flesh and blood. Could it be... that the voice had been telling the truth all along? Did her college sweetheart really suffer from azoospermia, driving her to marry me solely to harvest a child? Had Xinxin truly betrayed me? [Daddy, just believe me! Mommy really is sleeping around!] [If you don't believe me, go ahead and hire a private investigator to tail her!] Right then, Xinxin’s phone, left unattended on the coffee table, lit up with a preview notification. [Babe, what time are you coming over to keep me company this afternoon?] The contact name displayed prominently on the screen was none other than Yize Lin—Xinxin’s first love from college. Only in that soul-crushing moment was I forced to accept the brutal reality: Xinxin was genuinely cheating on me. Her gentle voice drifted from the living room, breaking my stupor. "Honey? Didn't you say you had something to tell me?" Numb, I stepped out of the hallway, my mind an agonizing storm. Xinxin leaned affectionately against my shoulder, looking up at me with soft, innocent eyes. "What did you want to say, babe?" Clinging to the very last thread of hope in my battered heart, I met her gaze squarely. "Xinxin, can you stay home and keep me company this afternoon?" She visibly hesitated, a flicker of guilt flashing across her features. Fumbling for words, she stammered, "I... the office has a mandatory department meeting this afternoon. How about I come straight home tonight to be with you?" At that exact moment, the harsh truth settled into my bones: between me and Yize Lin, she would always choose Yize. Forcing a mask of indifference, I replied smoothly, "Alright. I'll tell you tonight, then." Even though the whirlwind of doubts left my head spinning, two facts had become crystal clear. Xinxin could not stay in my life. And this child could absolutely not be allowed to exist. Regardless of the entity's underlying motives for feeding me these truths, the memory of my agonizing demise in my past life remained vividly burned into my soul. Every gut instinct screamed that this unborn child was inextricably linked to my previous death. If it lived, I would die! As long as the pregnancy was terminated without the entity's prior awareness, it wouldn't have the chance to harm me. It seemed I had to find a way to convince Xinxin to abort the fetus willingly. Furthermore, I needed a comprehensive medical screening immediately. In my previous life, that cancer had manifested out of nowhere, only to be discovered at an untreatable, terminal stage. It was far too suspicious. With that thought in mind, the moment Xinxin left the apartment that afternoon, I headed straight to the city’s top medical center. Just as I stepped onto the specialized oncology floor, two familiar figures flashed past the far end of the corridor. I quietly tailed them, only to discover it was Xinxin and Yize Lin! Looking up at the department signage, the bold letters read: *Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.* Yize, whom I hadn't seen in years, looked dreadfully gaunt and frail, the picture of a man wasting away from a catastrophic illness. I glanced at the lead physician’s credentials posted on the wall: *Graduate of a top-tier medical school, over 20 years of clinical expertise in hepatobiliary, pancreatic, and gastrointestinal oncology...* Watching Xinxin tenderly support his frail frame as they stepped into the private consultation room, a sudden bolt of lightning struck my consciousness. The entire puzzle snapped violently into place! I finally understood the horrifying truth behind everything! *So that’s what this is!* *That’s the sinister game they're playing!* If that was the case, then our child... had to be kept alive at all costs! "Not only must we keep it, but I must ensure it stays healthy all the way until the day of delivery!"