My Cruel Ex-husband Wants to Reconcile with Me

Inside the women's prison.

Claire Wynne slowly reached the door with a big belly.

She had been locked up for two days and had eaten nothing because of that man.

A piece of bread was kicked near the door and she reached out her red hands to pick up the hard, dirty bread and ate it bit by bit.

Suddenly the door opened. "Claire Wynne, you have a visitor," a prison guard said.

Without time to think, Claire was roughly dragged and pushed into the visiting room.

Behind the door, she finally saw the man she had loved for ten years.

"How is your mother?" She asked sadly.

"How dare you ask that!" Jason Bradford suddenly grabbed her by the neck and looked extremely cruel, as if he wanted to kill her. "Because of you, my mother will never wake up again. It's okay that you tricked me into sleeping with you and kidnapped Alice. I can let all that go. But how dare you hurt my mother when she loves you so much!"

Claire could only shake her head. She had loved him since they were in college, but she hid her feelings well after she understood that he loved Alice.

Until a few years later, one day after a party at the club, she woke up naked in bed with this man after they both got very drunk.

A month later it was confirmed that she was pregnant. The news became public because he was one of the famous businessmen in the business world and his mother forced Jason to marry her.

One day the mother called Claire to come to the old house, but Claire found the woman lying on the floor covered in blood when she opened the door. Soon after, Claire suddenly became a suspect, even though she knew nothing about Jason's mother's death.

At that moment, Alice also suddenly disappeared.

Claire pleaded with Jason, "Jason, I didn't hurt your mother. Trust me for the sake of our child, okay?"

"Our child?" Jason's cold gaze fixed on her huge belly. "Get an abortion! Your child is a disgrace!"

His cruel words hurt her.

"My mother is dead. If you still have a conscience, tell me where Alice is." He continued.

Completely desperate, Claire cried out in a high voice, "I didn't hurt your mother, I didn't kidnap Alice! Why don't you believe me? This child is your child too, why are you so cruel? Why?"

The man narrowed his eyes. "If you are still stubborn, then stay in prison to atone for your sins!"

Seeing Jason turn and leave the room, Claire ran after him, but it was too late, so all she could do was bang on the door while screaming. "Jason, I'm innocent! Please get me out of here, I'm scared!"

Her heart was breaking and she couldn't even breathe.

She clung to the wall and cried in a muffled voice, showing her stubbornness. "Alice's disappearance is not my fault, if you want me to die in prison, then let it happen," she muttered to herself, resigned to the situation.

Somehow, Claire was finally found guilty in the trial a few days later.

It was New Year's Eve, the day she was officially sent to another women's prison, the bigger one.

She was covered in bruises from the prisoners' beatings and could not wake up. At that time she could only protect her belly and was close to death.

Why was everyone so cruel, even to a pregnant woman?

In the evening, everyone went to the New Year's Eve party while she was lying on a hard, cold bed.

Thinking of Jason's cruelty, she couldn't hold back her tears, and suddenly thick smoke appeared unexpectedly, while flames could be seen from the window.

Claire struggled to get out of bed and crawled to the door with a big belly.

When she reached the door, she pushed hard, but to no avail.

Why was there suddenly a fire? How could this have happened?

Claire turned pale in an instant as her hand continued to pound on the door. "Please, please, save me..."

At that moment, she could clearly hear people whispering behind the door. "Don't help her. Mr. Jason has given his orders. We must let her die."

"Ah! You mean that fire..."

"Shhh!" Let it be a secret between us. "

The muttering faded with the sound of footsteps.

Claire leaned against the door. Her heart was breaking and she began to shiver violently.

It turned out that Jason really wanted her to meet her end here? But this baby was innocent! Did he hate her too much to kill his own child?

The smoke grew thicker and she couldn't open her eyes. But thinking of her child, she still knocked on the door with all her might, and still no one came.

So it was all over? Was she really going to die like this just because she loved a man so much?

If she was given a chance to live, she hoped she would never have to see him again.

* * *

It was snowing.

Jason covered his grieving grandmother with a blanket and got up to draw the curtains.

As he approached the window, the phone rang. He unconsciously answered it, but froze a second later. "She... died?"