Phoebe continued, "I didn't catch them in the act, but you've probably heard about Edward. He's a lecherous skirt-chaser. How could he not have casual flings with her? I once saw them kissing. I wanted to take a picture when they both got into the car but I wasn’t quick enough. I don't know how she explained it to Chester, but it didn't affect their relationship.""Although I felt bitter, I gradually gave up. One day, Chester called me, asking me to meet him. I thought he finally saw the light. To my surprise, it was because Elizabeth had an accident and urgently needed a blood transfusion. She has aplastic anemia, and her blood type is rare. Strangely, I was a match for her blood type. You can't imagine how disappointed I was.""Chester was earnest, pleading for her life, asking me to set aside grievances and save her. He said he would agree to any request I made. I almost instinctively asked him to marry me. He hesitated for a long time and finally agreed but on the condition that
Chester squinted his eyes sharply, not expecting Phoebe to have such an indifferent attitude. “What did you say?”Phoebe lifted her gaze towards him, devoid of any spirit. “Let's get a divorce.”“Divorce?” A storm brewed in Chester’s eyes. “Phoebe, what do you take me for? You want to get married, so that’s what we did, and now you want a divorce?”Phoebe looked at him calmly. “Isn't this what you've always wanted? Weren't you resentful of me back then for forcing you into this marriage? I'm relinquishing this position now. You can marry whomever you want. I don't want you, Chester!”Chester sneered, reaching for her chin as he said with his icy voice, “You know very well you're carrying my child. I won't divorce you. Yet here you are, making demands of it. What game are you playing?”Her chin was clamped uncomfortably. Phoebe struggled to free herself from his grip. “How do you know this child is yours?”At her words, Chester’s face changed drastically. “What did you say?” He
Sophia took a deep breath and then got into the car with Elliot."Chester is messed up and doesn't appreciate anything," she complained.Elliot replied, "I've told you before. His parents already spoke to him, but it was futile. After that, no one bothered. He’s someone who won't turn back even if he hits a dead-end."Sophia added, "Exactly. He nearly drove me crazy. Phoebe wants a divorce, and he accused me of instigating it, venting his anger at me."Elliot was surprised. "Phoebe wants a divorce?""Yeah. I think it's for the best. She'd be tormented sooner or later living with a man like him." "I fear she might want to leave but won't be able to.""Why? If he doesn't like Phoebe, why does he cling to her?" she questioned.Suddenly, Elliot recalled Chester’s panic when he carried Phoebe downstairs that day and said pensively, "I'm not sure if he really does dislike her."Sophia scoffed. "He's already having a child with another woman. Is that what you call liking someone?"
Sophia pushed him away, “I didn't.”His broad chest enveloped her. “Since you’re not calling me honey, I can only interpret this as an invitation.”As he spoke, his palm wandered on her skin, warm breath playing against her ear. “But I prefer it this way.”The next moment, he took her earlobe between his lips, then their cheeks rubbed together, and he leaned in to kiss her. Sophia dodged him, but in an instant, a fine layer of goosebumps covered her body. His rough hands felt like they were charged with electricity, causing shivers wherever they roamed. Her heart raced uncontrollably. She quickly softened under his teasing, as though he could mold her into any shape. She was distressed and felt inadequate in front of him. Their breath became increasingly rapid, and the temperature inside the car continued to rise. Sophia realized that it would be dangerous to continue like this. She might not have experience, but she knew enough to foresee the risks. Moreover, this was ins
Sophia ignored Chester, as she had stated earlier that she did not come specifically for him. She held Jocelyn's hand and comforted her, "Jocelyn, I'll do my best, but Phoebe’s condition is very serious. I just checked her pulse, and her body is severely exhausted. Even if we manage to save her this time, the child might not survive due to the lack of nutrition. Besides, she's either been strangled or confined. How can the child possibly be fine when the mother is being abused?"She glanced at Chester. Jocelyn followed Sophia’s gaze and asked, "What do you mean? Chester, what did you do to Phoebe?"He looked distressed and regretted his actions. He was just infuriated earlier. "I didn't do anything. Mom, please don't interfere."Jocelyn walked up, and slapped Chester. "What do you mean, I shouldn't interfere? Regardless of your feelings for Phoebe, since she's entered our family, her child is our family's child. If you dare to do anything to her again, I'll make sure you regret it
Phoebe was wheeled back to the hospital room.Chester sat on the hospital bed, silent, continuously rubbing Phoebe’s cold hand.Daniel asked, "Did I hear Sophia just say that you often abuse Phoebe?"Chester remained silent, as if he did not hear their words.Frustrated by his lack of response, Daniel demanded, "I'm talking to you!"Chester felt irritated and replied coldly, "You can leave. My affairs don't concern you."Daniel paced around in anger. "What exactly were you thinking? You married her, so at least have the decency to treat her right. What's the point otherwise?"Jocelyn sighed. "If you don't like her, let her go. It might be better for Phoebe if she leaves you."Chester’s eyes remained fixed on Phoebe, without responding to their remarks.How could he possibly divorce her? He knew he was wrong, but he had just lost control upon hearing that the child might belong to Brody. He never imagined Phoebe would be this fragile.Jocelyn glanced helplessly at Daniel. They
Phoebe smiled. It was a downtrodden and disappointed smile. “We're not having another baby.”Chester frowned and soothed her. “We will. Take the time to rest. We’ll try for another baby when you feel better.”She ignored this and said, “Let’s set a time to go through with the divorce.”This again?Chester’s face grew grim, but he held down his anger and said, “That’s enough. You’re thinking too much. Close your eyes and sleep.”Phoebe did not look at him. Instead, she stared at the ceiling vacantly and spoke very softly, “I know I pushed you into marrying me, but I kept my end of the bargain. I have transfused blood to the lady you loved for three years. “I’ve faithfully carried out a wife’s duty in those times and I’ve done nothing wrong by you. Our baby’s gone now. So, let’s part on good terms. I have no intention of putting my life on the line again.”He rubbed the side of his forehead fiercely. “I can find another donor if you want to stop transfusing blood to her.”She sm
She raised her eyes and cast a hopeful glance at the door, but she was rooted to the spot when she saw the man standing there.She thought it would be Baxter. Instead, it was Brandon.How did he know she was here?“B-Brandon? What are you doing here?”Fuming with rage, he took a step forward and slapped her. “How dare you run away from me, you whore?”Amber was stunned. She could never have expected him to track her down this fast.“T-That’s not what happened…” Churning her brain, she said, “S-Someone asked me to be here. He said you arranged for me to wait for you here.”Brandon was seething and he yanked her hair. “Stop trying to talk your way out of it. Someone told you to wait for me here, huh? So, where is he?”“He left, Brandon. I was waiting for you. I mean it. Why would I run away when I'm carrying your baby?”He sneered and put his palm on her belly. “Do you think I’ll let you keep the baby?”Amber was bewildered. “What’s the matter, Brandon? It’s your baby. You’ll s