บททั้งหมดของ My Vampire Husband Thought I Was Acting Until I Divorced Him After Losing Our Baby: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Elena’s POVThe rain had been falling all night.Blackwood Castle never saw daylight, and the raindrops pounding against the windows kept me from sleep.I curled up at the edge of the bed, my hands pressed hard against my lower abdomen, the pain so severe I could barely breathe.No footsteps outside my door.No one was coming.Adrian hadn’t been home in half a month.The last time I saw him, we had a terrible fight that ended with both of us furious.That day, I had just retrieved a letter from Celeste, one that had already been opened.The letter was from a gallery in the human world.They were inviting me to an art exhibition, even asking if I’d be willing to bring a few of my older pieces.It was the first invitation I’d received from an old friend since the wedding.I took the letter to Adrian, asking him why my personal mail had gone through Celeste’s hands first.Celeste stood behind him, her expression gentle and innocent as always.“Mrs. Blackwood is human. She doesn’t understa

Elena’s POVBy the time I made it back to the Blackwood estate, it was nearly the next morning.The rain had stopped.But my nightgown was still wet, the blood and rainwater stuck together, and with each step, something ice-cold seemed to seep into my bones.The guard at the gate stared at me for a second.Then he quickly lowered his gaze, as if he hadn’t seen a thing.No one asked where I had been.No one asked why I was covered in blood.Every servant here was a vampire, and they all knew that Adrian’s promise to turn me had never been kept.He was always waiting for the right moment. Waiting for me to bear a half-blood heir first. Waiting for me to be more obedient, more sensible.Even that deeply sworn promise from before the wedding became something he casually wielded as leverage whenever we fought.I pressed my hand against the wall and walked back to my bedroom, one step at a time.The lights in the hallway were dim.The old portraits on the walls stared down at me like rows of

Elena’s POVOver the next few days, Adrian acted as if nothing had happened.He returned to the estate.He started showing up for meals on time.An outsider would probably assume we had made up.The master of the Blackwood household had finally come home.His human wife had finally stopped making trouble.At dinner, he would sit at the other end of the long table and occasionally ask, “How much did you eat today?”His tone could even pass for gentle.But every time I looked up at him, all I felt was a stranger staring back.I realized that after losing the baby, I had also lost the illusion. I could no longer find even a trace of love in his cold expression and his rigid, distant manner.He was just checking to see if I had gone back to being a wife who ate her meals quietly, stayed put, and wouldn’t bother him with divorce talk again.The porridge the servants brought was still cold.The soup still had that nauseating, fishy taste.But the dessert appeared every single day.Sometimes

Adrian’s POVThe night Elena left the estate, I didn’t go after her.The fog outside swallowed her silhouette within moments.She carried that pathetically small bag on her back, walking slowly.I knew she was in poor health.I knew she had no money, no car, no one waiting for her.But I still didn’t chase her.Celeste stood behind me and said quietly, “She’s just too worked up.”“She has never actually left you.”“Once she realizes nobody out there will protect her the way you do, she’ll come back on her own.”I didn’t argue.Because I thought the same thing.Elena was a human.Too fragile.Too easy for the outside world to hurt.She thought leaving the Blackwood estate meant freedom.But she didn’t understand yet that without the Blackwood name, she would have no place in either the human world or the vampire world.Her father had cut ties with her three years ago.The Valeri family would not easily take back a daughter who had betrayed them for a vampire.She was just being stubborn

Adrian’s POVBy the time I arrived at the human hospital, Elena had already been admitted to a room.The hallway reeked of disinfectant.White light stung my eyes.It had been a long time since I’d set foot in a human hospital.Too chaotic. Behind every door, a life struggling to hold on.A nurse blocked my path.“Sir, you can’t go in there.”I looked at her.“I’m her husband.”The words came out without a second’s hesitation.Even though the divorce agreement already bore my signature.Even though she had told me, point-blank, that she wasn’t coming back.In my mind, Elena was still my wife.She was just angry.She just hadn’t suffered enough without me.The nurse was intimidated by the guards behind me and quickly stepped aside.I pushed the door open.Elena was lying in bed.Her face was worse than it had been at the harbor.Bandages wrapped her arm. Her lips were so pale they were nearly colorless.She heard the sound and slowly lifted her eyes.When she saw it was me, not a single