All Chapters of My Husband Hates Me: Chapter 481 - Chapter 490

Dorothy touched her face and firmly stood her ground. She supported her body and her damaged pride as she focused her clear, sharp eyes on Ysabelle. There was an eerie calmness to her voice when she spoke, "Even if you hit me, you still won't change your terrible past! Besides, I am not the only one who knows this. Credence knows as well. Even Juelz does." After catching her breath, Dorothy stared at Ysabelle, her eyes filled with irony. "You can't hide the truth forever. How long do you think you can keep it from Dad?" Ysabelle trembled. A trace of panic flashed across her eyes, but she quickly calmed herself down. She clenched her fists, raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Dorothy, I don't know what you're talking about. You are my daughter, and I am your mother. Why do you smear my reputation like this? My relationship with Sheldon wasn't as bad as you claim it to be." "It's true before I married Yezoo, I did fancy Sheldon. However, those feelings disappeared after I

With a creak, the door opened and closed again. A gust of cold wind blew in. Dorothy trembled as she looked down at Credence's head, as though it were fixed to the spot, unmoving. Her heart ached. It was so painful that her internal organs were churning inside of her. The pain was so intense, her pupils moved rapidly, and her vision blurred. She couldn't see anything clearly. Only the cold, motionless man and his facial features were captured by her eyes and entered the deepest parts of her brain and her heart. She would never be able to forget him for the rest of her life. A  sturdy wooden wicker chair was placed beside the bed. Dorothy sat down quietly and gazed at Credence's pale, thin face. As she continued to look at him, her throat felt uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand and grabbed his palm which was riddled with scars. The corners of her eyes filled with tears as she said softly, "Credence, promise me, promise me that you will wake up,

After receiving the alert from the ward, Jonathan and the senior doctor rushed in together within a matter of minutes. The doctor frowned and looked at the monitor on the device. Seeing how quickly the red lines were fluctuating, he was visibly excited and said, "This is good. Since Mr. Scott was awake for a few minutes, it means that the complications caused by his blood vessels aren't as serious as we expected. It must have been thanks to you Mrs. Scott. He was stimulated awake from the coma." "Besides, there are several wounds all over his body, his heart, his knee caps, his left leg, his right arm, and even on his back... There are also several bullet marks. His wounds aren't deep, but he has lost too much blood. He might faint from time to time, just like now! You'll have to provide him with plenty of nutrients and be attentive to his recuperation process to be healthy again. However, the process of recovery will be very difficult and painful. Mr. Scott will need to ha

Dorothy looked at the door in shock and saw a black wheelchair rolling in. Jonathan was joyfully pushing the wheelchair in. The man sitting on it had white gauze wrapped around his head, but he was in high spirits. He looked regal and powerful. He had just come back from the depths of death itself, so it was no surprise he looked weary. Dorothy was extremely taken aback. She was going to put on her shoes, but she stopped halfway. She stepped on her flat soles then slowly raised her head. Her eyes began to tear up as she looked at the man. She said, "Credence, you're finally awake..." This was the man who'd never greet her good morning when they woke up from bed. But now he suddenly appeared in front of her this morning, she wasn't prepared to meet him at all. The night before, after listening to Dempsy's explanation, she thought that he might take a few days to recover. But seven hours later, he had completely woken up. Moreover, in order to see her

When Dorothy came out of the bathroom, she had no idea who had called Credence or what they talked about. He replied curtly over the phone, "I got it.". He then quickly hung up the phone. He raised his head and showed her a gentle smile. Ignoring the injuries on his body, he turned his wheelchair around with both hands and rolled out of the ward. He gradually increased his speed. From how anxious he was, it seemed like he was trying to avoid her. Dorothy frowned and chased after him. She stared at his stern back and hurriedly asked, "Credence, what on earth has happened?" Credence didn't look back. He replied with a troubled voice, "Marvin called me. He said that something happened during his mission." When Dorothy heard that it was related to Marvin, she was relieved. She watched his slender back slowly disappear out of the door. She then quietly let out a sigh of relief. As long as it wasn't about his body's injuries, she wasn't worried. ......