Semua Bab The Reason for His Hatred MY MISCARRIAGE: Bab 21 - Bab 30

Present Dr. Thompson examined Valerie, her expression sympathetic. "The miscarriage was traumatic, Valerie. Your body needs time to heal." Dominic burst in, his presence commanding attention. "When will she be ready to get pregnant?" he demanded, ignoring Valerie. Dr. Thompson hesitated. "Sir, her medical history is critical. After this miscarriage, her body isn't ready for another pregnancy. The chances are slim." Dominic's face darkened. He grabbed Dr. Thompson's collar, gun drawn. "How dare you!" he snarled. "She killed my child. Now she has to give me back my child. I don't care what she goes through." Valerie rose from the bed, her eyes flashing. "Child, child, child. That's all you care about," she spat. "Fake promises, lies. Your only intention was to marry me for an heir." Dominic's grip on Dr. Thompson tightened. "Ready her," he growled. "Valerie's patience is over." Valerie stepped forward, her hand on Dominic's. "Dominic Lombardi," she said, her voic

PresentDominic's eyes never wavered as he meticulously installed the hidden camera in Valerie's room, ensuring an unobstructed view of her every move, convinced that this invasion of her privacy was necessary to keep her safe from herself.But deep within his twisted psyche, he knew better—this was merely another tool to assert control over Valerie, reinforcing the warped notion that no one, including herself, had the right to harm her except him.Dominic's obsession with Valerie had grown exponentially, fueled by a toxic mix of possession and sadism.Arthur stood vigilantly outside Valerie's door, a silent sentinel bound by loyalty and duty, his conscience gnawing at him with every passing moment."Dominic's orders," he whispered to himself, struggling to reconcile his protective instincts with the harsh reality of his situation.Protect Valerie from everyone else, but not from Dominic—the one person who posed the greatest threat to her well-being.The door creaked open, and Dominic'

PresentValarie's eyes blazed with defiance as Dominic's lips crushed hers, his kiss rough and unyielding. She struggled against his grip, her body writhing in a desperate bid for freedom. The more she fought, the tighter Dominic's hold became, his fingers digging deep into her skin.But Valarie didn't care. She was beyond fear, beyond the reach of Dominic's manipulation. She hated him, hated the way he made her feel, hated the memories they'd shared. Most of all, she hated herself for ever loving him, for being so blind to his true nature.With a surge of adrenaline, Valarie summoned all her strength and pushed against Dominic, her palms flat against his chest. For a moment, they locked eyes, the air between them charged with tension. Then, with a snarl, Dominic released her, his face twisted in a scowl.Valarie stumbled back, gasping for breath, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she'd pay for her defiance, but she didn't care. She was free, free from Dominic's grasp,Valerie

PresentDominic stormed into Valerie's room, his eyes blazing with jealousy and accusation. "Maybe you prefer Arthur's company over mine," he sneered, his voice dripping with malice.Valerie remained silent, her eyes wide with fear. She instinctively covered herself with the blanket, as if seeking protection from Dominic's intense gaze.Dominic's expression darkened, and with one swift motion, he snatched the blanket from Valerie, flinging it across the room. Valerie cowered, her body trembling with fear.Dominic loomed over her, his eyes blazing. "Does Arthur satisfy you better than me?" he growled, his voice low and menacing.Valerie's voice trembled. "Stop," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face.Dominic's face twisted in anger. "I'll teach you a lesson," he snarled. "I saw how you held his hand—you're my wife, and yet you're holding another man's hand. You won't even take the time to sleep."Valerie sobbed uncontrollably. "I didn't do it with wrong intentions," she protested.

PresentValerie's fragile mental state unraveled as she revisited the traumatic memory of Dominic forcing her to undress. The recollection ignited a fury within her, prompting Valerie to demolish everything in the room. Vases shattered, furniture splintered, and glass scattered everywhere. Her rampage concluded, Valerie slumped in a corner, surrounded by the chaotic wreckage.Pieces of glass glinted menacingly around her. Valerie's vacant expression belied the turmoil brewing inside. She mechanically picked up a shard, its jagged edge glinting.Valerie rose, her movements robotic, and walked to the bathroom. Time suspended as she vanished from view. Minutes ticked by, heavy with foreboding.Valerie reappeared, her face impassive, devoid of emotion. The shard was gone, replaced by a crimson stain spreading down her leg. Blood trickled, unchecked, yet Valerie's expression remained frozen.This haunting scene was the culmination of three days of catatonia. Valerie had spent seventy-two h