Todos os capítulos de Shattered by His Own Hand: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 8

When I woke up again, I realized that I was in a hospital bed.My abdomen was still in great pain, the agony crashing onto me like a tidal wave, telling me that my baby was no longer alive.My husband, Nicholas Leyton, leaned against the chair while tapping his leather shoes against the floor every once in a while."You're such a bitch, Victoria Rosewood! How dare you bring back some random bastard's baby after your three months of 'intensive courses' overseas?"I gripped my sheets tightly until my knuckles turned white."This was our child! You knew that I went to Germasia for an intensive course on the latest cardiac surgery technique—""Intensive course?"Nicholas suddenly yanked my hair and flung his phone in my face.The screen displayed a photo of me and my medical assistant, Dean Houston. The photo had been taken from the back, so only our backs were visible."You lived with him for three months! Did you think I was blind?"Evelyn Richardson, who was standing by the wi

Back then, Nicholas would have changed his view of me. He didn't break up with me, and he even got himself busy on my behalf, helping me with everything.I had felt secretly delighted when he'd helped me during that period.However, at some point, everything suddenly changed. Nicholas began speaking very coldly and sarcastically to me, and everything he said felt like a knife slicing my heart into pieces."You're only dating me because you want me to pay for all your dad's medical expenses. What else would you do for money, Victoria Rosewood?"I shut my eyes in helplessness.I should have woken up sooner. Nicholas was no longer the same person who still treated me like I was his world ten years ago.I felt my heart turning cold with despair. Soon, I made a decision. Once I had performed the surgery for Oswald as payment for what I owed him for saving my dad, I would end things with him.The hospital called me again and told me that Oswald wasn't doing well and that he had to und

Pain shot through my abdomen again. My face instantly turned white.Nicholas just glared down at me and said, "Watch your tone when speaking to my dad. Dad is sick, and he needs a container for his meds. This box suited the occasion. Why would anyone care about the kind of dust it collected inside? It's all been poured down the toilet bowl."I rushed into the toilet like a madwoman.Bleed continued dripping down my thighs, all the way from the bedroom to the toilet, but I didn't even realize it.There were still some of Dad's ashes spilled on the basin that hadn't been flushed away. My eyes turned red as I carefully swept whatever remained of Dad's ashes into the palm of my hand, shaking my head fervently.I couldn't let Dad leave me! He couldn't! I didn't want him to leave!Nicholas just leaned against the door and cackled out loud."He's dead. What's the point of keeping him around? You should thank me for recycling the box in the first place."I held Dad's ashes in my hand a

"Don't forgive him, my child," Dad seemed to whisper in the wind.My voice was determined. "We are never, ever getting back together."…Evelyn quickly realized something was amiss when Nicholas kept disappearing and coming to find me every other day.Today, my doorbell rang again, and I thought that it was Nicholas once more. I thought that it was time I told him to stop bothering me and leave me alone.When I opened the door, however, a palm immediately swung toward my face.I managed to duck in time and quickly took a step back. Evelyn's hand missed.Her face was purple with anger, and her eyes were vile and resentful as she glared daggers at me."You shameless bitch! You're already divorced! Why are you still being so clingy with Nick?"We are about to get married soon! Don't you have manners? Why the hell are you trying to be the homewrecker who ruins our relationship!"I was so speechless when I saw how angry she was that I ended up laughing out loud."Do you even hear