All Chapters of My Husband Hates Me: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Inside the bathroom. Credence didn't turn on the shower. Instead, he turned the tap above the basin. When it was half-filled with water, he scooped some water up with his well-defined hands and poured it onto his handsome face. Crystal clear drops of water poured down from his sharp forehead, ran down his straight nose, thin lips, and powerful chin. The water landed on his strong chest and rolled all the way down. Even amidst the sounds of rushing water, he was listening attentively to the sounds outside. Credence took a black bathrobe from the cabinet and used it to dry off of his body. He then put the bathrobe on. The water vapor in the bathroom blurred his vision, causing him to squint. He suddenly turned around and stared at the closed door. His expression was very serious. Sure enough, he heard footsteps slowly approaching him from afar. They were getting closer. The door swung open from the outside. Credence spotted a slender figure rush

Outside the window was an open expanse of hard concrete pavement. The three-story building was much taller than a regular one. It was about 20 meters tall. If they survived the fall, the impact would leave them paralyzed. After Marvin wiped out all of Melanie's assassins, he rushed over to help Credence deal with her. However, he was too late. He ran to the window and saw Credence fall with Melanie tightly wrapped around him. Marvin clenched his fists and slammed them on the windowsill, "Credence, I'm sorry, I was too late!" He turned around and shouted at his subordinates. "What are you all waiting for? Get to the back of the building and save Credence!" No one expected Melanie, that crazy woman, to do something like this. She would drag Credence down with her to their death. F*ck! ..... As they were falling, Credence tilted his head and spat out some dust from his mouth. He stared at Melanie's crazed face. There was a trace of cruelty and hos

After Dorothy finished speaking, she sat on the sofa in a daze, and her eyes were filled with worry. She had no idea what Marvin was going to say, nor did she know what had happened to Credence. She just couldn't help but worry about the man who had hurt her time and time again. Marvin easily spotted the worry in her eyes and spoke in a hushed tone. "Last night, Melanie led over 50 assassins in an all-out attack against Credence. When I arrived, I saw Credence and Melanie both fall from the third floor. Melanie is in a coma, and I've sent people to the police station to keep an eye on her, but Credence..." Marvin was about to say something, but then stopped. Dorothy was so anxious, it felt like her heart was about to jump out. Her face was pale when she asked. "What happened to Credence?" "Credence is severely injured. He was shot, the bullet missed his heart by half an inch. He's been sent to the operating room in this hospital. He's lost too much blood and is

Dorothy looked at Germaine and rushed over to her. Jeremy followed closely behind. A faint but sinister smile was on his face accompanied by a snow-white cigar in between his cold thin lips. Dorothy burned with rage as she saw him. This man was the reason Credence was lying on the operating table in a coma. Her glare was as sharp as a beam of light that could pierce his skull. Every word she spoke was filled with so much rage and hatred, it seemed like her teeth would break. "Jeremy! You murderer! Why are you here?" Jeremy had been paying attention to Germaine this entire time. When he heard Dorothy's angry outburst, he took the cigar from his mouth and his smile deepened. "I came to see Germaine. I figured I'd drop by to see if Credence had died yet at the same time. Besides, I didn't do anything to Credence last night. I haven't committed anything as serious as murder." Germaine had been focusing entirely on Dorothy and Belle. She hurried over from the ward an

When Credence's hand moved closer to the most sensitive part of her body, Dorothy began to tremble. Her vision blurred. She couldn't see anything clearly, not even his tired face. She managed to free her right hand and stopped his approaching caress. Her heart was pounding wildly as she spoke. "Credence, get your hands off me, there is something I need to tell you." There was a short awkward moment where he was still and silent. The only thing he did was let out a painful groan. "Are your injuries hurting again?" Dorothy looked up at him to see what was wrong. Her eyes slowly regained their focus, until she could finally see his pale face clearly.  Under the bright lights, his face looked sickly and his lips were pale. Only his deep eyes had some life in them, a gentle flowing light emitted from them as he looked back at her. He looked at her without blinking, with a faint smile on his lips. "My dear wife, with you by my side, I don't feel any