All Chapters of My Husband Hates Me: Chapter 351 - Chapter 360

As Dorothy looked at Credence, his gaze fell on her as well. He pursed his thin lips into a tight line, and there were a lot of things that he wanted to tell her. However, he did not know what to say. There were a lot of things he wanted to say, but all of it turned into a single sentence, "It's late, why are you not asleep yet?" Dorothy looked away from his eyes, and the pain in her heart increased. She could not figure out why he could pretend as if nothing had happened even after he was done flirting with another woman in the office. He could even ask her so blatantly on why she was still awake at such a late hour. The words she heard on the phone, especially the words from the woman named Melanie, pricked her heart like needles. How on earth could she sleep soundly? However, Dorothy did not show it on her face, and she only said calmly, "It's your birthday today. Belle insisted on staying up to wait for you to come back because it's her first time cele

After Dorothy finished eating, she turned around and was about to wash her hands by the sink when she suddenly felt Credence's hand on her waist. The searing heat radiated through her thin shirt and on to her skin. It was as if she was electrocuted, and her entire body trembled. She paused for a moment. After that, she looked up at him with a pair of calm eyes. A complicated and sharp pain flashed in her eyes. "Credence, what am I to you?" Credence gently pressed her against the wall, his warm palm stroking her cold face. He spoke lowly and slowly, "You're my wife, the only woman I want to be with for the rest of my life." "Then, why won't you tell me anything? Do you really treat me as your woman?" Dorothy closed her clear eyes tightly and then opened them again. She grasped Credence's big palm which was holding her face tightly. The force was so strong that Credence almost felt a little bit of pain. Her fair face was filled with determination. "Cre

Marvin had waited in the helicopter on the rooftop from 11 o'clock until 1 o'clock in the morning. However, Credence, Dorothy and Belle were not on the rooftop yet. On the contrary, Dorothy had fainted and was on the verge of a miscarriage. His face turned extremely cold and he immediately jumped off the helicopter to run down the stairs to the emergency room in a hurry. The surgery in the emergency room was still going on. Marvin looked over and saw Credence leaning against the white wall. His face was extremely cold, as if it was devoid of life. Marvin punched the wall hard, his eyes shooting towards Credence. "Credence, what happened?" The only reply he got was the cold air rising from the room. Marvin was not angry. Judging from Credence's haggard appearance, he probably wasn't in the mood to talk. Marvin quickly turned to Benjamin and said, "You tell me what happened. I want to know all the details." Benjamin sighed, but it was mostly out of sel

Marvin and Jonathan found an attending doctor and asked him to arrange the most stable and comfortable wheelchair immediately. This was so that they could push Credence, who could not move, to the corridor outside Dorothy's ward. "No, I won't agree! This is simply an irresponsible thing towards Mr. Scott's health." The attending doctor frowned, "Mr. Scott's condition is critical. His illness is caused by internal complications. It is very serious, especially his blood vessels in his brain. One wrong move, and the whole situation will worsen. I was thinking of doing an MRI on Mr. Scott when he recovers a little bit of his strength tomorrow so that I could make a new report on the condition of the brain nerves in his skull." Hearing the doctor's words, all three of them had an urge to give up, especially Jonathan. He frowned badly. "Credence, why don't you have a good rest first? I'll send you there after your brain examination tomorrow. You can't go there now. Dorothy

When Ysabelle got Leilani's call, she'd just washed up after getting out of bed. She was sitting in front of the luxurious dressing table in the bedroom. She picked up expensive skin care products and carefully applied them to her face from the mirror. "What? You want me to go to the hospital to donate blood with you? Leilani, are you insane? Dorothy is your daughter, at most, she is just my niece. What does her blood loss have anything to do with me?" Ysabelle put on lipstick as she stared at herself in the mirror. She looked at her perfect make-up and sneered, "If I were just a little bit more cold-blooded, I could tell you right now that I absolutely don't care about whether Dorothy lives or dies." Leilani was not angry with that. On the contrary, she threatened vaguely, "Ysabelle, you deliberately asked me to approach Dorothy because you wanted me to get the news of the man you loved so much in the past. He was the same man who never gave you any chance at all."