Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Husband Who Drugged Me: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

Rosalind: [12 Weeks Pregnant]No further words followed, but that alone left me shivering with cold.Twelve weeks earlier, at the very moment my daughter died, Rosalind had gotten pregnant.I clenched my fists and stared straight at Nicholas. My voice came out hoarse. "You didn't go into the office that day. So why couldn't I find you anywhere in the house?"Our daughter was burning up with fever. She cried for so long. You heard her, and you still kept going with Rosalind?"Nicholas met my swollen, red eyes, and a flicker of guilt crossed his face. "We were in the rooftop garden. The nanny was watching her. I thought a little coaxing would be enough."My expression turned cold as I fought to hold back the hatred surging inside me. "A little coaxing would be enough? Nicholas, do you remember why we remarried?"You promised that once we remarried, you would make it up to me and our daughter twice over."Is drugging me so you could cheat on me and indirectly causing our daughter'

Nicholas grabbed my bandaged wrist, his eyes blazing with enough fury to tear me apart. "Stephanie, how long are you going to keep this up before you're satisfied? Our daughter is already gone. Do you want to get your sister killed too?"Because of your recklessness, Rosie cried and threatened to jump off a building to atone for what she did to you. She's pregnant. How can you be so cold-blooded?"He knew I feared pain more than anything. Whenever he changed my dressing, he took great care not to hurt me.But Rosalind was the only thing on his mind now. He didn't even notice that his tight grip was pressing directly into my wound.Pain sent a cold sweat down my back, yet I still let out a mocking laugh. "I don't have a sister. And an ungrateful wretch like her won't die that easily!"Rosalind was the daughter of my mother's best friend. After both her parents died, my mother took her in and raised her alongside me, treating us exactly the same.My mother's influence had led me to

Nicholas's scream seemed to come from somewhere far away, from beyond the world itself. "Stephanie!"Then I sank into endless darkness.When I opened my eyes again, Nicholas was sitting beside my hospital bed, his eyes bloodshot.The moment he saw that I was awake, he grabbed my hand. "Stephie, does it hurt anywhere?"I looked at him and pulled my hand free.A dull ache still lingered in my lower abdomen. I remembered his kick and the look on his face right before I passed out.I already understood what had happened.At that moment, a nurse walked in, and she could not hide the pity in her eyes. "You were 14 weeks pregnant. You really didn't feel anything at all?"I shook my head numbly.After our daughter died, I had sunk into a despair I couldn't pull myself out of. I barely ate or drank. Even if my body had changed, I hadn't had the presence of mind to notice.At 14 weeks, the baby would have already taken shape. But I had been taking medication the entire time. Even if I

After Nicholas hung up, his legs still felt weak beneath him. He looked nothing like the man who had been shouting at the caregiver only moments earlier."My mother-in-law died, and you didn't tell me?!"The caregiver had stammered out an explanation. "Miss Sommers told me not to. She said you were busy with work and that I should just tell your wife about anything concerning Mrs. Tucker."Nicholas suddenly remembered the day Stephanie had broken down at home. She had begged him to believe her, telling him that her mother was critically ill and that she needed to go to the hospital.But he had refused to believe her. He had even accused her of putting on an act and being a drama queen. Even when she had knelt before Rosalind in desperation, he still had not believed her.It turned out that everything Stephanie had said was true. She had not lied at all. His own stubbornness had kept her from seeing her mother one last time.Nicholas sank to the floor, despair plain in his eyes.

After I arrived in the new city, I opened a coffee shop.The shop sat near a scenic tourist area and had plenty of tables inside.Tourists often stopped in to rest, and some felt awkward about taking up a table without buying anything, so they would order a cup of coffee. As a result, business was decent.Nicholas found me three months later. I had changed my name, so it had taken him a long time to track me down.When I saw him again, he looked worn down, and several strands of his hair had turned gray.A flicker of surprise passed through me. He used to care about his appearance more than anything and had always been meticulous, no matter the occasion.The moment he saw me, emotion overwhelmed him. "Stephie, I finally found you."I looked at him as if he were a stranger. "Nicholas, stay away from me."My coldness left him at a loss, but he quickly shook his head. "No, Stephie, I won't leave you. We're not divorced yet. We're still married. Sooner or later, you'll have to come