On the eve of giving birth, my world turned into a nightmare. My husband’s sworn enemy broke into our home, seeking revenge. I was brutally cut open and my baby was ripped from me. Yet, I made the chilling choice not to call my husband for help. In my previous life, desperate and terrified, I begged him to return home. He abandoned a Valentine’s dinner with a scholarship student to rush back. That night, the student was preyed upon in a bar, leading to her tragic suicide. My husband’s wrath was unrelenting. Blaming me for her death, he locked me in a kennel, leaving me to be savaged to death. “This is the pain Wynne endured because of you. Now it’s your turn to suffer!” Given a second chance, I resolved to make a different choice. This time, I let him stay for his romantic Valentine’s evening with her. But when I returned home, he had spiraled into madness.
View MoreAfter watching their vicious commotion unfold, I went straight to the police station. My parents’ company could only belong to me! “I’m here to report Michael Rivers for tax evasion, employee bribery, and malicious takeovers of competitor companies.”The incriminating evidence—company accounts and proof of illegal takeovers—was all stored in the safe in his study. When Michael was arrested, he was still in the middle of an argument with Wynne. Wynne, clutching the stillborn fetus from her miscarriage, sat outside the company building every day, wailing for justice. Videos of their fights quickly went viral online. “You ruined everything, you wretch! Even my deal with Mr. Lee fell through because of you! And who do you think you are? Do you think you’re a trophy wife? You’re just a slut everyone’s had a go at, and you still think I’d marry you? Maybe in your next life! “I can’t believe I divorced Janice for trash like you. This is the biggest mistake of my life.” Wynne, dre
The moment I heard the answer I had been waiting for, it was as if I could hear the sound of shackles falling away. Clutching the divorce certificate, Michael wore a smug expression, spitting venomous words my way. “Janice, the only one who’ll regret this divorce is you. I have my company, and people who love me, while you have nothing! And let’s not forget that you’re not even a complete woman anymore.” He clasped Wynne’s hand, raising an eyebrow as he sneered. “Wynne’s carrying my child now. I’ll give her and the baby the happy family they deserve.” But instead of reacting with anger, I smiled gently. “Michael, I’ve been keeping something from you. I hid your premarital health report all these years. Maybe it’s time you take a good look.” His face darkened as he grabbed the report and began flipping through it, his confidence wavering. I turned to Wynne, whose smug expression faltered as I spoke slowly. “Back then, I was the one who chose to sponsor you. You were this
At the police station, Wynne noticed my pale face and slow, labored steps.Feigning concern, she hooked her arm around mine. “Michael, you go on ahead. Janice isn’t feeling well. I’ll help her walk slowly.”Michael frowned and gave me a disdainful look. “Don’t wear yourself out, Wynne. She’s built like a workhorse. It’s not like she’s incapable of walking.”Noticing my labored breathing, he smirked with mockery. “Who are you trying to fool with that pitiful act? Anyone watching might actually think you’re the victim here.”My heart clenched tightly. I knew his disdain all too well, yet his words still pierced me.Wynne leaned closer to my ear, her tone syrupy and condescending. “Janice, you need to know your place. Look at yourself—pathetic and humiliated. How do you think you’re worthy of Michael?“You’ve lost your uterus after the C-section. You’ll never be a mother again. If I were you, I’d know better and ask for a divorce.”Her mask of sweetness slipped completely, emboldened by M
“You lunatic!” Michael hissed through gritted teeth, glaring at me with pure hatred. Yet, with the police present, he didn’t dare to lay a hand on me. I forced myself to calm down before speaking slowly, “Mary didn’t just mention once or twice that Wynne should take my place. She kept saying the two of you are the perfect match. My suspicions aren’t unfounded!“Michael, now you’re in a panic, but where were you when I was being tortured by your enemy? Where were you when our baby was stomped to death? You were with Wynne, celebrating Valentine’s Day as if nothing else mattered!“Even now, you’re still blaming me for being unreasonable and for not forgiving Mary. Have you ever cared, even for a moment, about me or our baby?” Michael’s face twisted, his lips trembling as fury and frustration etched deep lines into his expression. “Janice Leaf, stop making a scene in front of the police! Throwing baseless accusations at Wynne—do you realize how ridiculous you sound?” Seeing me tre
Earlier, I had heard Michael’s dismissive voice over the phone, “Tell Janice to stop overreacting. If something’s really wrong, go to the hospital. What use am I?” From the background, Wynne’s delicate, soft tone chimed in. “Don’t be mad, Michael. Janice only acts like this because she loves you so much and wants to trick you into coming home. The party’s almost over. You don’t need to worry about me.” I found it almost laughable. I wanted to mock him and tell him to enjoy his Valentine’s Day with his little mistress, but the relentless bleeding from my abdomen stole my strength, and I passed out. When I opened my eyes again, the sharp scent of disinfectant filled my nose. A young nurse stood beside me, her face full of pity as she changed my bandages. “Ms. Leaf, my condolences. Your baby wasn’t breathing by the time they brought it in. The body is still in the morgue…“The police said you should focus on recovering for now. They’ll come by later to take your statement.” Pale
I struggled with all my strength, desperately hoping the security guards would sense something was wrong. “I’m their housekeeper,” Mary said, her voice steady and sincere. “Mrs. River is pregnant and just fell asleep after I calmed her down. Please don’t disturb her any further. I’ll personally apologize to the neighbors first thing in the morning.” With her trustworthy demeanor and disarming words, Mary managed to fool the guards, who left shortly after. As soon as the door clicked shut, she stormed back into the study, grabbed my hair, and slapped me hard across the face several times. Blood dripped from the corner of my mouth as she leaned in close, her voice dripping with venom. “You tart, still hoping someone will come to save you? Do you think those guards could get you out of here? Pathetic! I’ve hated your dainty, delicate act for so long. Only Wynne deserves to be Mrs. Rivers!” I stared at her in disbelief, which only made her laugh cruelly. “What’s with that sho
In my past life, my husband rushed back in time to save me. But Wynne, devastated by his abrupt departure, drowned her sorrows in alcohol and passed out outside a bar. She fell into the hands of a group of vile men who assaulted her through the night. The next morning, she woke in a cheap motel and, overwhelmed with despair, leapt from its rooftop. When I learned the news, I dragged my fragile, traumatized body to pay my respects at her grave. However, Michael pressed my head down and forced me to kneel until my forehead was bloodied and raw. Then, he threw me into a kennel with vicious dogs and locked me inside. I knelt on the cold ground, sobbing and begging for mercy, but he stood there, a cruel smile curling his lips as he watched the dogs tear into me. "Janice Leaf, you killed Wynne! You deserve to pay with your life for hers! Do you really think Zack would have harmed you? Was it necessary to panic and insist I rush back home?"You couldn’t stand seeing me care for Wy
Cold sweat drenched my body as I opened my eyes. When I glanced at the date on my phone, I couldn’t help but gasp. The house was pitch dark downstairs, yet I could hear faint breathing. Just as I was about to quietly lock my bedroom door, the housekeeper’s loud voice broke the silence. “Ma’am, I made some chicken broth for you. Drink it before you go back to sleep.” She grabbed the door I was trying to close and forced her way inside. “Mr. Rivers said you’ve been picky with your meals lately. He told me to watch you carefully, so you’d better behave.” Her smile was as warm and simple as always, but a chill ran down my spine. In my previous life, I’d drunk the chicken broth Mary Warren gave me and passed out shortly after. When I woke up, I was already lying on the floor. My husband’s nemesis, Zack Johnson, stood not far away, speaking on the phone. Mary had vanished. I crawled into the bathroom, locked the door, and used my smartwatch to call my husband. But this time, I wasn’t
Cold sweat drenched my body as I opened my eyes. When I glanced at the date on my phone, I couldn’t help but gasp. The house was pitch dark downstairs, yet I could hear faint breathing. Just as I was about to quietly lock my bedroom door, the housekeeper’s loud voice broke the silence. “Ma’am, I made some chicken broth for you. Drink it before you go back to sleep.” She grabbed the door I was trying to close and forced her way inside. “Mr. Rivers said you’ve been picky with your meals lately. He told me to watch you carefully, so you’d better behave.” Her smile was as warm and simple as always, but a chill ran down my spine. In my previous life, I’d drunk the chicken broth Mary Warren gave me and passed out shortly after. When I woke up, I was already lying on the floor. My husband’s nemesis, Zack Johnson, stood not far away, speaking on the phone. Mary had vanished. I crawled into the bathroom, locked the door, and used my smartwatch to call my husband. But this time, I wasn’t...
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