Love And Hate, Sealed Away

After I hung up, laughter broke out from the crowd around us.

“Has she gone mad? She stole Ms. Stone’s wedding dress and still dares to act so arrogantly?”

I could not stop trembling from the pain. The skin on my arms was melting into thick, foul pus at a terrifying speed.

Yelena grabbed my phone and smashed it on the floor. “You dare call for help? I’m not letting you leave this bridal shop alive today!” she said viciously.

I fought through the pain and gritted my teeth as I looked at her.

My eyes went wide in shock when I saw the ruby ring on her ring finger.

Was that not the gift Jacob Fletcher had won at an auction just for me?

How was it on her finger?

Before I could ask, a sharp pain tore through my body. It felt like a million needles were twisting inside my stomach.

Thinking of the baby inside me, I could no longer hold back. “I won’t make a fuss about this right now. Just take me to the hospital!” I yelled.

“If anything happens to my baby, the Sinclair family will never forgive you!”

Yelena kicked me hard right in my stomach wound. She sneered and spoke with disdain. “The Sinclair family? I’ve never heard of them!”

Then, her mother grabbed my hair with a cruel grin.

“My daughter is Yelena Stone, the wife of Northshore Group’s Jacob Fletcher. I don’t care who you are. You’re begging for her forgiveness right now!”

Pain shot through my scalp, but it did not match the agony in my heart.

Jacob’s wife?

Was I not Jacob’s wife?

Seeing the smug and confident look on the woman before me, a shocking thought crossed my mind.

Jacob had… cheated on me!

However, this was not the time to argue with Yelena. What mattered most was my baby.

The cramps in my stomach came in waves. My voice trembled with pain as I shouted, “Take me to the hospital! Call Jacob and tell him to get here now!”

Yelena looked at me with an unreadable expression and remained still.

“Hurry! If anything happens to my baby, both you and Jacob are going to pay!”

She frowned and slapped me across the face.

“You’re a thief. How dare you order my husband around? Do you have a death wish?

“What are you daydreaming about in broad daylight, you lowlife?”

Yelena looked at me with disgust.

Just as she raised her hand to hit me again, sharp brakes screeched outside.

She stared at the Rolls‑Royce beyond the glass door and froze.

I looked at the person who had arrived before I turned back to her with a sneer.

“My brother’s here. Are you ready to die, Yelena?

“I told you before. I’m from the Sinclair family!”