When a hurricane comes, my husband, the leader of a rescue team, takes away everything we've stored at home so he can save his true love. I plead, "Leave some for me. I'm pregnant." He shakes me off. "How can you be so evil? The windows at Lottie's home have already been blown away. Don't tell me you're going to sit by and watch her die! She's not like you—you're not afraid of everything. The hurricane will be over soon, so you won't need any of this stuff." After that, he leaves without another look back. What he doesn't know is that there's also a crack in our home's windows.
View MoreJust like that, Calvin knelt from day into night. Yet, my father never yielded and let him in."Cal."It was midnight when a soft voice sounded behind him. He was lying on the ground, exhausted.He turned, his gaze empty. Even when he saw Charlotte, his emotions didn't seem to fluctuate."Heather is already gone. What you're doing now is pointless. Stop kneeling and get up,” she urged, trying to lift him off the ground."No, you should leave. I must see Hattie. This is my penance for wronging her,” he said, pushing her away for the first time."But she's already dead. It's impossible to see her again. Didn't you say you only felt guilt for her and not love? Come with me. We can live a good life abroad." At this point, she was growing desperate.Calvin shook his head. "No, I was wrong. I hadn't realized my true feelings. I thought I still loved you, but now I understand it was my stubborn pride speaking. Without knowing it, I had already fallen in love with Heather."Charlotte f
It took him a good while before he returned to his senses. He pulled out his phone to send me a message."Hattie, why is the window at home gone? Where did you go?""Don't scare me. The broken window must have been an accident, right? Where are you? Are you at your dad's? I'll come pick you up."I could see his fingers trembling as he composed the messages. Cold sweat kept forming on the surface of his skin, and a bad feeling gnawed at him.Now that the truth was right in front of him, he had no choice but to start believing it.As if on cue, someone knocked on the door.His eyes lit up with delight, and he dashed over to open the door."Hattie!"Standing at the door was the building's maintenance team."Mr. Keane, the glass in your window was blown out. We're here to measure the dimensions, to facilitate ordering a replacement."Clinging to this last sliver of hope, Calvin asked, "Did anyone else in the building lose their window?"The staff shook his head. "No, it's only y
"Get lost! Get out, don't dirty Hattie's space. You're not worthy of being her husband!" Cynthia stepped forward, pulling both Calvin and Charlotte away from me."Mrs. Keane, let go. You're hurting me." Charlotte frowned slightly, instantly drawing Calvin's sympathy."Mom, let go of her. You look like you've lost your mind!" Calvin pried Charlotte free and held her defensively in his arms."Don't call me Mom! I don't have a son like you. I didn't give birth to a heartless wretch like you."Charlotte's eyes welled up with tears. "Mrs. Keane, I understand that there's been a misunderstanding. Calvin and I are ordinary friends. If you don't like me, I pledge not to show my face before you again."Cynthia didn't hesitate before slapping her. "Disgusting! Don't act innocent. I've seen more than my fair share of tricks like yours—more than you'd think. Why not stay at home on a hurricane day? Why summon another woman's husband out in extreme weather? Is that what you call being 'ordinar
My father lay against my lifeless body and shed silent tears. It was my very first time seeing him so vulnerable.This was all my fault—I'd left him to bear the pain of burying his own daughter.A police officer approached and informed them, "Please have our condolences. The autopsy report shows that the deceased was two months pregnant."Cynthia took a sharp intake of breath and collapsed to the ground.My father hastily wiped his tears and demanded, "Where is Calvin Keane? My daughter is dead—where is he?"Cynthia replied with a trembling voice, "I'll call him right now."After countless calls, Calvin finally picked up. His voice was full of grogginess as he spoke, "Mom, what's the matter?"Cynthia could no longer hold back her anger. She shouted into the phone, "Get down to the police station immediately, or your father and I are disowning you!"After hanging up, she turned to my father, visibly remorseful. "Mr. Shea, our family has wronged you."My father raised a hand to
The call rang until it automatically disconnected because no one answered on the other end.Knowing that I usually answered his calls by the second ring, Calvin felt an uneasy tension growing in his heart. He turned to his team and informed them, "I'm going up to check on her."Just as I was hoping he would soon discover my death, Charlotte suddenly crouched down with a pained cry.At once, he changed course. With a few quick steps, he came to her side and scooped her up."Is your leg hurting again? You silly woman, I told you to rest up at home, but you insisted on tagging along, didn't you? Let me take you to the hospital."In that split second, he seemed to have forgotten about my whole existence. Without the slightest hesitation, he left with Charlotte in his arms."Calvin, aren't you going to check on Heather?""She's fine. As they say, the devil looks after his own. She'll be fine. I'm sure I have time to take Lottie to the hospital first."He left in long strides, never
A deafening crash erupted as a section of the floor-to-ceiling window shattered into smithereens. The fierce hurricane tore inside and swept the furniture off the floor.All of a sudden, I thought of the number of the rescue team and dialed it.The line didn't take long to connect. "Weren't there supposed to be more staff on duty today? Where's everyone?"What? Captain Keane took all of them with him?"Hearing the voice on the other end sank my heart. Was my baby doomed today, with zero chance of survival?"Ma'am, you must hold on. We'll do everything we can to get to you as soon as possible."Despite his assurance, I knew they wouldn't make it.Behind me, another sharp crack announced the downfall of another glass panel.The hurricane lifted me like a scrap of paper, yanking me out of the window.The world instantly spun around me.A few seconds later, my body hit the ground with a heavy thud.Blood splattered all over, and brain matter pooled around me.Sigh, how tragic.
I stood up and desperately tried to break open the bedroom door. However, it was to no avail.A sharp pain in my abdomen was what ultimately brought me back to my senses. When I looked down, my pale blue nightgown was stained with fresh blood.The baby!I clutched my stomach and immediately dialed the emergency services."Ma'am, the hurricane is too strong at the moment. We aren't able to dispatch an ambulance. We'll do our best. Please hold on for us."A pang of despair washed over me.If the ambulance couldn't get here, I'd just have to bring myself there.I quickly gave Calvin a call. It took me eight tries before he picked up."Calvin, can you take me to the hospital? My stomach..."Before I could finish, he cut me short, "Really? Are you still putting up an act at a time like this? I am a rescue team leader. What's wrong with me saving someone? Must you keep finding things to bother me with while I'm at work?"He continued coldly, "Don't forget that I chose you back then
Calvin Keane took all the supplies from the house, leaving me not even a pack of instant noodles.I felt a wave of sorrow wash over me, and tears began to fall against my will.But I didn't have time to be sad—I wanted to live.The floor-to-ceiling window in the living room had already sustained a large crack. Although I had covered it with tape, there was no preventing it from shattering.I instantly pushed the couch and table against it, hoping it would hold for a while.After all that, I felt so utterly drained. Without trying to fight it, I slid down against the table in exhaustion.Although I was extremely tired, memories from the past kept flashing through my mind.The news had been warning for a while now that these few days would see a hurricane.Just a few days ago, I found out I was pregnant with a home test. I hadn't even set aside the time to celebrate before the extreme weather arrived.I had stocked up on essentials from the supermarket. Yet, they were ultimately
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