Lahat ng Kabanata ng Explosive Betrayal: When Love Couldn't Save Us: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Quinn Louvre and I were lying in the hospital room.I struggled to turn my head to look at Quinn's pale face. Under her gaze, I reached for my phone from the bedside table and dialed Chuck Xylander's number.Usually, Chuck would use work as an excuse to ignore my calls. This time, perhaps out of guilt for what happened at the abandoned factory yesterday, his tone was unexpectedly soothing. "Scarlett, are you okay?" he asked. "I'm a bit busy right now. After the fright yesterday, Mel didn't sleep all night—""Chuck, let's get a divorce," I calmly said, cutting him off.There was a brief pause on the other end of the line, followed by Chuck's angry voice, demanding, "Just because I chose to protect Mel when I was defusing the bomb? Scarlett, is this really necessary? Mel is still young. What if she can never have children because of this accident?"I was puzzled. "What about me? What if I can't have children?"As if it were obvious, Chuck replied, "We just won't have kids, then.

When Quinn lifted her head, her eyes were filled with disappointment. "I'm not threatening you, Harry. I'm informing you."Harry turned away indifferently and coldly said, "Do what you want."Quinn and I stared at the two men before us in disbelief. They weren't like this when we fell in love and got married.Though stern and rarely smiling, my husband, Chuck, was always considerate. In private, he would even clumsily try to braid my hair.Meanwhile, Quinn's husband, Harry, was a gentle and patient man. He was always willing to yield to her strong-willed nature. When we got married, people praised us for finding the perfect partners.But why had they changed so much in just one short year? Or had they been like this all along, and we just didn't see it?I couldn't wrap my head around it.As the pain from the bomb became unbearable, I screamed and clutched Quinn's hand. We huddled together like two helpless, wounded creatures, trying to comfort each other.In the last moment b

This was the first time I had openly shown my emotions. In the past, I always looked at Chuck with eyes filled with admiration and warmth. It was as if nothing he did could ever anger me.Chuck opened his mouth slightly and asked, "Scarlett, are you mad? Is it because you and Quinn miscarried?"His voice was hoarse, perhaps because the mention of two lives that had never fully formed had finally made him feel guilty toward me."It was a pressing decision for Harry and I. You and Quinn are already married to us, but Mel isn't married. If something happened to her, how would she get married in the future? "Can you be more understanding? When you said you wanted to marry me, I warned you about the risks of my job. You said you weren't afraid of any danger."I bit down hard on my tongue, and the metallic taste of blood slowly spread in my mouth.Ignoring the doctor's attempts to stop me, I threw off the blanket. Without warning, I ripped open the huge bandage on my stomach, exposing

After wiping away Melinda's tears with the handkerchief, Chuck casually stuffed it back into his pocket.Then, he looked at me with an air of superiority, as if granting me some form of forgiveness. "Scarlett, I understand that you and Quinn had miscarriages. Out of grief, you both want to divorce us."He continued, "Harry and I won't hold it against you this time. Here are the divorce papers. Take them." As his gaze shifted to my exposed belly, his tone softened slightly. "I'll make it up to you in the future. Don't make a fuss, okay?"Glancing at the doctor's increasingly disdainful expression, he cleared his throat. "There are outsiders present. Please don't embarrass Harry and me."I chuckled sarcastically. "Embarrass? Do you think I owe you respect? You should say that to Melinda. She's going to give you two children, isn't she? What a happy ending. This is too absurd even for a soap opera."Just a moment ago, the commotion in the room had attracted a crowd of doctors, nurs

Quinn and I met with Chuck and Harry again, but not in the way we had expected.The two of them had taken a month of paid leave because of the previous bombing incident. When I called Chuck, I almost thought his voice sounded hoarse, as if things hadn't been going well for him lately.My suspicions were confirmed when we met again.He didn't have anyone to take care of him. The housekeeper only managed the basics, like tidying up, cooking, and laundry. Chuck looked slightly haggard. As he sat across from me, I even felt a hint of grievance in his gaze. It was almost like he was blaming me for leaving him behind.I took a sip of coffee and asked directly, "Chuck, the police contacted us and said there's evidence Melinda was involved in the bombing. Is that true?"Chuck froze, looking at me. I didn't know if he was trying to convince me or himself, but his voice wavered as he repeated the same sentence twice. "No way, Mel wouldn't do something like that."A cold smile tugged at t