When I woke up in the hospital, the doctor regretfully informed me that not only had I lost the baby, but my uterus had suffered severe damage—I would never be able to conceive again.I couldn't hold back my cries any longer. Tears streamed down my face as I broke down completely. Hatred spread from the depths of my heart.Desperate, I shared my experience online, pleading for help. The post quickly gained traction, drawing immense public attention.Realizing the severity of the situation, the police launched a citywide search for the rabid dog. But it was as if the dog had vanished into thin air. Days passed, and they found nothing.In the end, it was an online user who provided a crucial lead. Using surveillance footage from the location they mentioned, the police tracked the dog to an abandoned chemical plant.It was aggressive and classified as a banned breed under national regulations. The officers had to break one of its legs before finally restraining it to capture it.A p
The police pulled out their credentials, ready to take her away."It wasn't me! Hunter, you have to believe me!"Willow, who had looked on the verge of fainting just moments ago, suddenly snapped to attention. Panic-stricken, she sprang from the chair and hid behind Hunter.He hesitated for a moment before instinctively stepping in front of her. He then said, "There must be some mistake. This dog is a stray—Willow has never owned a dog.""She may love animals, but she was bitten by a dog as a child. She's terrified of them. There's no way she could be the owner of this rabid dog."As if trying to prove his point, Willow shrank behind him, trembling in fear.But seeing that she was ignoring it, the rabid dog let out a pitiful whimper. Then, it crawled under Hunter's legs and wagged its tail at her without hesitation, eager to please.Seeing this, a flicker of doubt crossed Hunter's face. The police didn't waste any words and simply presented the testimony from the neighborhood s
"Shameless!" The accusations and insults from the crowd finally snapped them back to reality.Willow's eyes turned red as she shrank into Hunter's arms like a frightened child. Hunter's gaze immediately landed on me, standing among the onlookers. His fury ignited in an instant.He shielded Willow protectively, his eyes as cold as ice as he scoffed."Renee, are you satisfied now? Was forcing Willow to her death your goal all along?"With so many people watching, I had nothing to fear. I stepped out from the crowd, marched straight up to him, and shouted in his face."Hunter Nabb, how long are you going to keep defending her? Our child is gone, and all you care about is her feelings! After everything we've been through as husband and wife, what am I to you?"I was pregnant when that dog attacked me, and you just stood by and watched! You ran me over in your rush to get her to the hospital, and because of that, our child never even got the chance to see this world!"Who am I suppos
It only took a moment for Hunter to agree. But this was just the beginning—there would come a day when he regretted everything.We quickly finalized the divorce. At the same time that I removed the evidence of their affair from the internet, I uploaded a photo of our divorce certificate."Oh, my God! The man finally showed his true colors! The wife got dumped—so pitiful.""Stolen happiness never lasts. Just wait, Willow White, karma's coming for you!""Stay strong! Out with the old, in with the new—we've got your back!"The response from the online community was exactly what I wanted. It was time for the next step.When Willow found out that Hunter had given me the house and the company, she flew into a rage."Hunter, you're broke now! What are we supposed to do? Starve?""Come on, you still have my love for you." Hunter hadn't expected such an extreme reaction from her.Disappointment flickered across his face, and a trace of annoyance crept in for the first time. Sensing his
"What!" Hunter snapped out of his daze and kicked the door open in a panic.The loud bang drew the attention of everyone nearby. As soon as the storage room door swung open, a thick, nauseating scent of blood filled the air.Inside, the baby lay in the stroller, mauled beyond recognition. His throat had been torn apart, and blood pooled across the floor in a gruesome sight."This is terrifying! Didn't she say the dog doesn't bite?""That dog looks familiar… Isn't it the same one that attacked a pregnant woman a while ago?"The murmurs from the crowd jolted Willow back to reality."You damned dog, get away!"She lunged forward, kicking the rabid dog aside as it continued gnawing at the lifeless child. Grabbing the baby in her arms, she let out a heart-wrenching scream."My baby! Open your eyes and look at Mommy! Why you? It wasn't supposed to be you! I wanted the dog to bite her, not you!"She rambled incoherently while breaking down completely. But Hunter understood exactly wh
They still took the child to the hospital, but it was too late—there was nothing anyone could do.Willow caused a scene, screaming and sobbing uncontrollably, completely shedding the gentle and virtuous image she once had.With no other choice, Hunter had to knock her unconscious. While she was passed out, he quietly had the child's body cremated.By the time Willow woke up, she refused to let the ashes be buried. She stopped eating and drinking, merely drowning herself in endless tears.Hunter, struggling with his own grief, had to take care of her as well. Unable to argue with her, he simply let her be.Yet one night, for reasons unknown, Willow suddenly snapped. She jumped out of bed, rushed to the kitchen, and grabbed a knife to brutally hack the rabid dog to death.Its agonized howls pierced the night. Hunter stood frozen as he watched the bloody scene unfold, not daring to make a sound.After that, he often stayed in the guest bedroom, growing more and more reluctant to be
For a while, Hunter didn't return home. Later, when Willow's mental state improved, she seemed to have come to terms with everything.She took the initiative to call him, requesting that they bury their child together. I was there the day they chose the burial plot."Sorry, but this prime location has already been purchased by Ms. Meyer," the cemetery manager said apologetically.Willow had lost a lot of weight by now, and her features became sharp. Strands of white streaked her hair, making her look like a woman in her 40s or 50s.She cast me a sidelong glance, curling her lips into a sneer as she muttered under her breath. "What child do you even have to bury? You're just taking up space for nothing."Then she turned to Hunter, her voice laced with frustration. "Hunter, don't you have connections? This plot belongs to our baby. Go talk to the manager and make it happen."She assumed that a little sweet talk would make Hunter, as always, give in to her whims. But this time, Hunt
Each time Hunter came to my place, I secretly took photos of him. I edited them on my computer, making them look like intimate couple shots, and sent them to Willow.At first, she didn't believe it. But as Hunter started staying out overnight more frequently, she became restless.She even hired a private investigator to follow him. That was when she discovered the truth—he was spending nearly every night at my apartment.Enraged and emotionally unstable, she set fire to their home in a desperate attempt to get his attention. But every night, I laced Hunter's milk with sleeping pills, ensuring he never saw her messages in time to respond.Willow suffered severe burns as she was trapped inside the flames. Not only was she burdened with massive medical expenses, but she also faced criminal charges for arson."Hunter, please… save me."Willow escaped from the hospital and waited outside my apartment, finally managing to catch him. The moment she saw him, she threw herself at him as i
Each time Hunter came to my place, I secretly took photos of him. I edited them on my computer, making them look like intimate couple shots, and sent them to Willow.At first, she didn't believe it. But as Hunter started staying out overnight more frequently, she became restless.She even hired a private investigator to follow him. That was when she discovered the truth—he was spending nearly every night at my apartment.Enraged and emotionally unstable, she set fire to their home in a desperate attempt to get his attention. But every night, I laced Hunter's milk with sleeping pills, ensuring he never saw her messages in time to respond.Willow suffered severe burns as she was trapped inside the flames. Not only was she burdened with massive medical expenses, but she also faced criminal charges for arson."Hunter, please… save me."Willow escaped from the hospital and waited outside my apartment, finally managing to catch him. The moment she saw him, she threw herself at him as i
For a while, Hunter didn't return home. Later, when Willow's mental state improved, she seemed to have come to terms with everything.She took the initiative to call him, requesting that they bury their child together. I was there the day they chose the burial plot."Sorry, but this prime location has already been purchased by Ms. Meyer," the cemetery manager said apologetically.Willow had lost a lot of weight by now, and her features became sharp. Strands of white streaked her hair, making her look like a woman in her 40s or 50s.She cast me a sidelong glance, curling her lips into a sneer as she muttered under her breath. "What child do you even have to bury? You're just taking up space for nothing."Then she turned to Hunter, her voice laced with frustration. "Hunter, don't you have connections? This plot belongs to our baby. Go talk to the manager and make it happen."She assumed that a little sweet talk would make Hunter, as always, give in to her whims. But this time, Hunt
They still took the child to the hospital, but it was too late—there was nothing anyone could do.Willow caused a scene, screaming and sobbing uncontrollably, completely shedding the gentle and virtuous image she once had.With no other choice, Hunter had to knock her unconscious. While she was passed out, he quietly had the child's body cremated.By the time Willow woke up, she refused to let the ashes be buried. She stopped eating and drinking, merely drowning herself in endless tears.Hunter, struggling with his own grief, had to take care of her as well. Unable to argue with her, he simply let her be.Yet one night, for reasons unknown, Willow suddenly snapped. She jumped out of bed, rushed to the kitchen, and grabbed a knife to brutally hack the rabid dog to death.Its agonized howls pierced the night. Hunter stood frozen as he watched the bloody scene unfold, not daring to make a sound.After that, he often stayed in the guest bedroom, growing more and more reluctant to be
"What!" Hunter snapped out of his daze and kicked the door open in a panic.The loud bang drew the attention of everyone nearby. As soon as the storage room door swung open, a thick, nauseating scent of blood filled the air.Inside, the baby lay in the stroller, mauled beyond recognition. His throat had been torn apart, and blood pooled across the floor in a gruesome sight."This is terrifying! Didn't she say the dog doesn't bite?""That dog looks familiar… Isn't it the same one that attacked a pregnant woman a while ago?"The murmurs from the crowd jolted Willow back to reality."You damned dog, get away!"She lunged forward, kicking the rabid dog aside as it continued gnawing at the lifeless child. Grabbing the baby in her arms, she let out a heart-wrenching scream."My baby! Open your eyes and look at Mommy! Why you? It wasn't supposed to be you! I wanted the dog to bite her, not you!"She rambled incoherently while breaking down completely. But Hunter understood exactly wh
It only took a moment for Hunter to agree. But this was just the beginning—there would come a day when he regretted everything.We quickly finalized the divorce. At the same time that I removed the evidence of their affair from the internet, I uploaded a photo of our divorce certificate."Oh, my God! The man finally showed his true colors! The wife got dumped—so pitiful.""Stolen happiness never lasts. Just wait, Willow White, karma's coming for you!""Stay strong! Out with the old, in with the new—we've got your back!"The response from the online community was exactly what I wanted. It was time for the next step.When Willow found out that Hunter had given me the house and the company, she flew into a rage."Hunter, you're broke now! What are we supposed to do? Starve?""Come on, you still have my love for you." Hunter hadn't expected such an extreme reaction from her.Disappointment flickered across his face, and a trace of annoyance crept in for the first time. Sensing his
"Shameless!" The accusations and insults from the crowd finally snapped them back to reality.Willow's eyes turned red as she shrank into Hunter's arms like a frightened child. Hunter's gaze immediately landed on me, standing among the onlookers. His fury ignited in an instant.He shielded Willow protectively, his eyes as cold as ice as he scoffed."Renee, are you satisfied now? Was forcing Willow to her death your goal all along?"With so many people watching, I had nothing to fear. I stepped out from the crowd, marched straight up to him, and shouted in his face."Hunter Nabb, how long are you going to keep defending her? Our child is gone, and all you care about is her feelings! After everything we've been through as husband and wife, what am I to you?"I was pregnant when that dog attacked me, and you just stood by and watched! You ran me over in your rush to get her to the hospital, and because of that, our child never even got the chance to see this world!"Who am I suppos
The police pulled out their credentials, ready to take her away."It wasn't me! Hunter, you have to believe me!"Willow, who had looked on the verge of fainting just moments ago, suddenly snapped to attention. Panic-stricken, she sprang from the chair and hid behind Hunter.He hesitated for a moment before instinctively stepping in front of her. He then said, "There must be some mistake. This dog is a stray—Willow has never owned a dog.""She may love animals, but she was bitten by a dog as a child. She's terrified of them. There's no way she could be the owner of this rabid dog."As if trying to prove his point, Willow shrank behind him, trembling in fear.But seeing that she was ignoring it, the rabid dog let out a pitiful whimper. Then, it crawled under Hunter's legs and wagged its tail at her without hesitation, eager to please.Seeing this, a flicker of doubt crossed Hunter's face. The police didn't waste any words and simply presented the testimony from the neighborhood s
When I woke up in the hospital, the doctor regretfully informed me that not only had I lost the baby, but my uterus had suffered severe damage—I would never be able to conceive again.I couldn't hold back my cries any longer. Tears streamed down my face as I broke down completely. Hatred spread from the depths of my heart.Desperate, I shared my experience online, pleading for help. The post quickly gained traction, drawing immense public attention.Realizing the severity of the situation, the police launched a citywide search for the rabid dog. But it was as if the dog had vanished into thin air. Days passed, and they found nothing.In the end, it was an online user who provided a crucial lead. Using surveillance footage from the location they mentioned, the police tracked the dog to an abandoned chemical plant.It was aggressive and classified as a banned breed under national regulations. The officers had to break one of its legs before finally restraining it to capture it.A p
The more I thought about it, the more terrifying it became. Tears immediately streamed down uncontrollably.The rabid dog had torn a chunk of flesh from my abdomen, leaving my entire body soaked in blood. I looked utterly wretched.I struggled to crawl toward the security guards, hoping they would notice something was wrong."Please… save my baby. I'm really pregnant."But the two security guards coldly turned away, ignoring my cries for help."Enough already. Mr. Nabb is taken. Stop scheming."I clenched my fists tightly. So, Hunter and Willow's relationship was never that innocent after all. But right now, my only concern was protecting this child.Summoning all my remaining strength, I dialed 911. By the time the police arrived, the rabid dog had already fled.Seeing my weak and unsteady state, an officer quickly carried me into the car while sharply questioning the security guards."Why didn't you intervene? Didn't you see she was nearly mauled to death? This happened in y