Half a month had passed in a flash. During this period of time, Dorothy was living in uneasiness. Like a real prisoner, she was confined in a 100 square feet bedroom. But her heart was hollow, just like the empty room. Sometimes, she thought that it was better to end her life rather than to live in humiliation and without freedom. However, at the thought of her unborn baby, she refused to resign to her fate. She still had a child. A child that belonged exclusively to her. She could not selfishly leave the world with her child, depriving it of the right to be born into this world. She cheered herself up. There was still half a month left. She would definitely find a chance to leave this place. Once she left Credence, she would start a new life all over. The very afternoon, Dorothy forced herself to have an extra portion of food despite feeling nauseous. After that, she took a shower and hung around in the room for a while before changing i
Credence acted as if he had not heard anything. He let out a cold chuckle. Grabbing Dorothy's thin shoulders with his strong arms, he turned her over. Then, he affixed his palm on the back of her head. His lips were just inches away from hers as he said mockingly, "It's not mine. So what if you lose the child?" His remark was like a knife stabbing into Dorothy's heart. She felt as if her heart was bleeding. She widened her eyes in shock, staring straight at the man who was hurting her cruelly. Her lips trembled, but she was too upset to utter a single word. When she came to her senses, Credence's nimble fingers slid down her smooth cheek, all the way down to her chin, and neck... "Credence Scott, you a*shole! Are you even human?" Dorothy pressed on his hand, stopping it from sliding down. She bit her lips and shouted angrily, "I'm telling you, if you dare kill my child, I will fight to the death. At worst, I'll lose my life. Do you think I'm afraid?
As far as Maria could see, Dorothy was lying on the bed with disheveled clothes. Her body twitched from time to time. Blood could be seen flowing down her thighs, staining the white sheet. There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Tears welled up in Maria's eyes. She hurriedly grabbed a towel to wipe Dorothy's body clean. Then, she changed her into a set of clean clothes. Choking up, she said with tears rolling down her cheeks, "How... how are you feeling?" After a long time, Dorothy stirred from her unconsciousness. Her beautiful face that used to be glamorous, was now like a withered flower without any luster. After she had recovered a little, she subconsciously touched her abdomen and murmured, "My child... please save my child..." "Don't worry. The baby will be fine. I'll inform Mr. Scott right away." Lowering her head, Maria wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She then ran to the corridor to give Credence a call. No! Don'
Thanks to Juelz's arrangement, Dorothy was pushed into the emergency room by a doctor who had been waiting for quite a while. The door of the emergency room closed, leaving Juelz alone outside. He rubbed his face in frustration. Leaning against the wall, he waited without moving an inch. As time went by, Juelz's heart was in turmoil as he watched the red indicator light flashing non-stop. He was like a cat on hot bricks. After what seemed like an eternity, the door was finally pushed open. Dorothy was pushed out of the emergency room by the nurses. She was then sent to the observation room on the fifth floor. Juelz immediately followed behind. When he saw Dorothy lying on the hospital bed lifelessly with her eyes closed, his heart ached for her. "Wake up, Dory. Don't sleep anymore. Your child..." Dorothy seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber. While in her state of half-consciousness, Juelz's repeated words stimulated her brain. Suddenly, sh
As night fell, Credence appeared at a highly secretive private club. Several of his close friends, whom he had known since childhood, were back from Monticello. One of them was Marvin Jules, who had been in the special forces for more than ten years. This time, he was back to Talco City for a task. It was a rare opportunity for them to gather around. Therefore, the liveliest of the bunch, Jonathon Stanton, organized this gathering. In the private room on the top floor, Credence stood quietly by the glass window. He was slowly unbuttoning the first two buttons of his black shirt, revealing part of his seductive chest. Holding two glasses of red wine, Jonathan walked over and handed Credence a glass. He looked back at Marvin and said with a smile, "Marvin, how many years has it been since we last saw Credence being so upset? It doesn't seem to be a problem with his business though. It looks more like his desire wasn't satisfied. Come on, tell me, which woman is the culp
When Credence arrived at the hospital, Rosalie had just been sent to the emergency room. The attending doctor told him, "Mr. Scott, Miss Fisher was attacked by a few thugs at the underground parking lot. Not only did she sustain a brain injury, but she is likely to become a vegetable. Also..." Credence asked coldly, "What else?" The doctor hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "She was raped by those thugs. The lower part of her body is severely torn and she is suffering from internal bleeding. I'm afraid that she couldn't make it." When Credence heard that Rosalie's life was in danger, his body trembled. His sharp gaze fell on Rosalie, who was lying motionless on the operating table. Her face, which used to be delicate and beautiful, was now marred by dark red bloodstains. There was a centimeters-long gash on her forehead. Her lips were cracked, and there were dense teeth marks on them. The most shocking part was the lower part of
"No, Credence, let me go!" The humiliating scene that day suddenly crossed Dorothy's mind. Her face became pale instantly, and her body was shaking like a leaf. With teary eyes, she stared at the familiar yet alien man in front of her. "What do you want me to do so that you'd let me go?" Was he the mature and reserved gentleman whom she had fallen head over heels with? "Not unless you die on behalf of Rosalie!" Dorothy looked up at Credence's handsome face in bewilderment. She blinked hard against her tears and closed her eyes with a gentle smile. It was just a simple sentence, but it plunged her into the abyss mercilessly. The distance between them was so close, and her soft breasts were tightly pressed against his chest. However, Dorothy felt a bone-chilling cold. She gave up struggling and lowered her head to hide her despair. Credence did not hear her sobs. He did not know if she was crying or not. But when he saw her keep
The municipal hospital was owned by Jonathan. When he arrived at the hospital after he heard the news, Credence was standing in the corridor. Frowning, he wore an indescribable expression on his face. Jonathan could not stand to see Credence acting like the victim after taking advantage of Dorothy. He squinted and said meaningfully, "Credence, you seem to be acting unwisely recently. Tell me honestly, have you fallen in love with Dorothy, even if just a little?" Credence was slightly startled, but he snorted coldly. "I will never fall in love with her even if she is the only woman left in the world." "Since you don't love her, why don't you divorce her? Why have you tied her down for nearly four years? Just to torture her and yourself?" Jonathan sighed. Even if he hadn't seen Dorothy with his own eyes, he could roughly guess what had happened to her. "Cut the crap!" Credence lifted his leg to kick Jonathan with an impatient expression. "She is in you