All Chapters of My Husband Hates Me: Chapter 471 - Chapter 480

When she noticed the smell of blood in the air, Dorothy's heart immediately started beating wildly. She rushed over and clambered towards Credence. Her eyes were trembling as she approached his face, only to find his long, charming eyes were closed, as blood gushed out of his mouth. She quickly reached out her hand to check his heartbeat. Seeing the sticky blood in her palm made her realize that Melanie must have pierced a vital part of his heart. No wonder he flopped over and fell unconscious right after climbing up. He didn't even have time to catch his breath. He wasn't even breathing right now. "Credence, you are not allowed to die. Do you hear me?" Enduring the intense pain in her heart, Dorothy reminded herself to calm down. She searched his pockets, but she couldn't find his phone. He must have lost it during the fight. She kept searching and found a lighter. Using the weak flame of the lighter, she slowly got up from the grass and staggered t

Faced with Dorothy's inquiry, Juelz hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to reply. Credence was in critical condition due to his severe injuries. He was still undergoing surgery in the emergency room, especially on his brain. The doctors said that there were too many blood clots on his brain nerves. One wrong move was enough to turn him into a vegetable. He would end up just like his father. He would either be asleep forever or die on the operating table. All in all, the results weren't great. Juelz didn't know how to tell Dorothy for the time being. With her extremely weak and fragile mental state, it was simply impossible for her to bear such heavy news. If this wasn't dealt with appropriately, the child, which they had spent so much effort to save, might be endangered again. "I don't know too much about his current condition. I was only focused on you, your child, and Belle." Juelz slowly retracted his arm which was around Dorothy. He walke

Dorothy had been unconscious for two straight days. She was barely up for two hours before she was sent to the operating room for emergency treatment. Every minute and second was crucial for her survival. Germaine waited outside at the door of the operating room. She anxiously paced back and forth. She sighed. Dory was extremely weak, yet she still worried about Belle and Credence. If this continued, how was her unborn child going to survive? When she came back to her senses, she immediately snorted. She told herself not to think about such things. She was currently worried about Dorothy's safety and didn't dare leave her, but she was also concerned about Belle, who was back at the ward. She had been sleeping for even longer periods now. Throughout the entire morning, she had only eaten half a bowl of porridge for breakfast before falling asleep again. She hadn't woken up since. As for Credence, she didn't know about his current situation. So many tr

Wilson had just finished sending off the bone marrow donor for Belle to Juelz before he hurriedly left for the elevator. As he passed through the service hall, he suddenly saw Germaine lying feebly on the ground in front of him. He was so scared that he gasped, "Miss Germaine, what's wrong?" After that, he ran over in a hurry. He didn't have time to consider whether this was the right thing to do. He reached out and grabbed Germaine's slender arm and pulled her up. He noticed how red her face was even though she had fainted. He guessed that she had fallen into a coma, so he quickly picked her up, carefully carried her on his back, turned around, and rushed into the elevator. The elevator rose and descended several times before it finally reached the second floor. Wilson wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead and quickly carried Germaine to the emergency room at the end of the corridor. Along the way, he happened to bump into Juelz, who was also in a hurry. Ju

Dorothy pushed the door open and walked in. She saw Rosalie tied onto a small chair with some strong rope. She couldn't move at all. Her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with anger and hatred. Her lips were pale, and her face looked distorted. It was obvious that she wasn't doing well. Rosalie heard the creaking sound of the door being opened. She slowly raised her head and saw Dorothy entering with a huge belly. She relaxed for a moment but soon came back to her senses. Her bloodshot eyes were cold and filled with jealousy and hatred. "Dorothy, you're as stubborn as a cockroach. I couldn't kill you six years ago, and now six years later, Jenciga's top killer, Melanie, couldn't kill you either..." "I know, you're here to see me suffer. Ever since I was young, I have always wanted to compete against you. I wanted to prove that I was better than you, because I was the noble lady of the Fisher family. Then the two of us fell in love with the same man." "At f