The man who walked in was none other than Credence. He did not even shoot Dorothy a glance. Instead, he went straight to Rosalie, who was lying in a pool of blood and groaning in pain. He bent down and scooped her up. Then, he glanced over at Dorothy and asked. "Why did you hurt Rosalie?" His voice was as cold as usual. Also, there was a familiar scent of alcohol when he spoke. Before Dorothy could respond to the joy of seeing him, she was met with his ruthless accusation. When she looked up and caught his gaze, she could feel a bone-chilling cold spreading throughout her body. "I didn't do it. I swear!" Staring at Credence with a fierce determination, Dorothy denied it repeatedly. She knew that he had never trusted her. Especially when it came to Rosalie, he was completely blinded by love. But at that moment, she could no longer hold everything in. She was determined to prove her innocence, and reveal Rosalie's true colors. Dorothy purs
Dorothy was a light sleeper. Thus, she was awakened by the loud sound of the door opening. Once she opened her eyes, she saw Credence standing beside the bed. The soft light emitting from the bedside lamp shone on the top of his head, making him look unreal. Against the light, she could not see his face clearly. But somehow, she felt an inexplicable fear. She flinched and moved to the corner of the bed, trying to keep calm. However, her trembling lips betrayed her. "Credence, why... why are you here at this hour? Is there anything?" "Of course there is," he replied indifferently. Suddenly, the light was turned on. The orange light enveloped the entire ward. It was soft and intoxicating, but it could not soften Credence's cold heart. Standing by the bed, he looked down at her condescendingly. "You've stabbed on one of Rosalie's kidneys. So you must give her yours. Get up and follow me to the operating room. Right now!!" "Why should I give
Dorothy's reaction greatly pleased Rosalie. She walked up to Dorothy and sneered arrogantly. "Have you forgotten what I majored in? It's a piece of cake for me to find some bags of chicken blood and a retractable knife as my props." As it turned out, everything was a show. Dorothy glared at Rosalie and roared angrily, "Why did you lie to Credence that the child inside me is not his? Why did you lie to him that I was the one who stabbed you? For over twenty years as your sister, I've never done you wrong or treated you unfairly. Why are you doing this to me?" "Why? Because you were the one chosen by Credence's father." Rosalie suddenly let out a piercing laugh. She reached out for Dorothy's slightly pale, yet beautiful face. Then, she gave her a few pinches. Jealousy and hatred flashed across her face as she said, "It's clear that Credence and I are in love with each other, but his father... That old geezer thought I was a malicious and petty person. He tho
In the operating room, they surrounded Dorothy, who was tied to the operating table. One of them used a scalpel to cut her pale brown dress, revealing her white cotton leggings inside and her fair skin. "No, don't hurt me and my child!" Dorothy struggled with all her might, begging in tears. Her throat was so dry as if it was about to break apart. Blood flowed out of the corner of her mouth. Her lips were pale, and she could only cry out in pain. At this time, the scalpel was about to land it on her naked abdomen. Using the last of her strength, Dorothy turned her head to look at Rosalie, who was standing not far away. She had no choice but to compromise. "Rosalie, I beg you, please let me go... I promise you that I'll divorce Credence immediately. I will give him back to you. I do not want anything else. Just let me keep my child..." However, her cries for mercy went unheard. Rosalie scoffed, "So you're begging me now? It's too late! Since I've told
"Juelz, take me away. Anywhere will do. Please, save my child..." Dorothy held Juelz's arm tightly, as if her life depended on it. She muttered those words repeatedly with tears in her eyes. Child? It must be Credence's child! Juelz thought. His gaze shifted to Dorothy's abdomen, pausing at her fair and flawless skin. He was stunned momentarily before extending his arms and picked her up from the operating table. Carrying her in his arms, he comforted her in a hoarse voice, "Don't cry, Dory. I'll take you out of this place right now." "Okay..." Dorothy nodded weakly and gradually closed her eyes to rest. She had exhausted her energy from all the struggling earlier and had no more strength to utter another word. Knowing that Juelz was by her side made her feel secure. She knew that no matter what happened to her, she could always rely on him. However, she could not reciprocate his feelings for her. Because... "F*ck
Dorothy stayed in Juelz's villa for two days. There was no news from Credence at all. He did not call her, let alone send her any text messages or WhatsApp messages. Therefore, on the morning of the third day, she began to feel uneasy. Judging from Credence's vengeful character, it was unlikely that he would remain quiet until now. Dorothy figured he must be waiting for her to fall into his trap! At this time, Juelz came in with a glass of freshly-squeezed fruit juice. Despite Dorothy's resistance, he fed her the fruit juice. Looking at Dorothy, who was pale and haggard, he asked indignantly, "Dory, you are pregnant with his child, yet he forced you to donate your kidney to that b*tch. Isn't he f*cking insane?" Dorothy sat with her arms wrapped around her knees. When she heard Juelz's question, she subconsciously touched her abdomen. There was a mixture of bitterness and self-mocking in her smile as she replied, "Maybe it's because... I'm not the woman he
Juelz's eyes were ablaze with anger when he saw Credence. He released Dorothy from his arms and charged toward Credence. "Credence, go to hell!" Juelz growled while lifting his leg to kick Credence. Credence was prepared for his attack. He let out a cold laugh. Then, he made a few steps backward, dodging his attack. While at that, he gave Juelz a left uppercut. "Bang!" Juelz underestimated Credence. He was hit on the chest, which left him slightly dazed. When he came back to his senses, he returned Credence a kick, unwilling to show any weakness. The two men then started a fight, punching and kicking each other as if they were deadly enemies. Neither of them gave in to the other. "Stop it! Both of you, stop fighting!" Juelz was forced to retreat. He could only ward Credence off as he did not have the strength to fight back. To Juelz, life was all beer and skittles. His physical stature was not comparable to Credence, who trained in the gy
Dorothy did not expect that Credence would ignore her fierce resistance. He had imprisoned her in the room without allowing her any freedom of movement. When she met his cold gaze, she was on the verge of breaking down. "Credence Scott, I'm not a criminal. What right do you have to treat me as one?" He originally did not intend to explain anything to her. However, upon hearing her accusation, he leaned over and grasped her chin violently. "All because of your ambiguous relationship with Juelz Sherman, and the unknown father of the child in your belly." "Don't test my patience. Otherwise, the Sherman family and Juelz will vanish without a trace from Talco City tomorrow." He added coldly. Dorothy's face was full of despair. "It's all my fault. I should not have fallen in love with you, let alone having the title of Mrs. Scott. Let's get a divorce. From now onward, you are free to love whoever you like, and you can marry whoever you want. I will not interfere. I'm