My son pressed my bloody wound to the ground and forced me to kneel down and apologize to her.

But what did I actually do wrong?

What was wrong with me calling on my husband to save me?

He was the one who chose to save me, why was he blaming me for Myrna's death?

The intense pain interrupted my resentment. Franklin raised the wooden stick with bloodshot eyes and hit me again and again.

"You obviously know how to swim, Jenna, you deliberately called me away, causing her to die tragically in the sea.

"Did you plan this shipwreck long ago to send her to her death?"

Oliver glared at me angrily and handed a knife to Franklin, "Dad, go and avenge Aunt Myrna."

Franklin held a knife, raised a bloodthirsty smile and approached me step by step.

I begged him to let me go for the sake of our five years of relationship.

But Franklin was not moved at all. He raised the blade high and said, “You made me lose the person I love the most. Now, I will let you experience this feeling too.”

As I wailed heart-wrenchingly, he used a blunt knife to cut open my belly inch by inch and the blade crushed my fully formed baby.

Finally, they pushed me into the sea and drowned me.

If I could live my life over again, I thought I would avoid making the same mistake if I did not ask him for help.

I did not expect that he would be so heartless as to ask his teammates to give up on saving me.

The Deputy Captain looked at me worriedly. He wanted to swim over to save me, but was stopped by Franklin.

My lower abdomen was aching and blood was spreading in the sea.

There were huge waves on the sea, I relaxed my strength and let myself fall into the deep sea.

At that moment, I met the astonished eyes of Franklin and my son and said word by word, “Goodbye, I hope I never see you again."

I released my hands that were protecting my lower abdomen and let myself sink into the freezing cold sea.

The sharp stone scratched my head and mixed with the blood from my lower body.

The sea water engulfed my hearing and there was silence all around.

Across the blood-red sea, I caught a glimpse of Franklin carefully protecting Myrna as she climbed onto the lifeboat and my son anxiously stretched out his little hand towards them.

But the Deputy Captain, with an angry face, stopped them.

I tried hard to make out what was going on, but could only hear the faint sounds of an argument.

The Deputy Captain angrily scolded them, "Are you still human? Your wife and children are drowning and you are only concerned with saving your first love.

“And you, your mother are about to die and you still have the mind to save others?!"

But Franklin's eyes were bloodshot as he responded, "Shut up! Myrna just choked on water. So, I should let the doctor take a look. After all, she's an opera singer, what if she has sequelae?"

"As for Jenna,” Franklin looked at the Deputy Captain provocatively with sarcasm on his face. "You also said that she is my wife. What does it have to do with you whether I save her or not?

“Or are you having an affair with her? No wonder you feel so sorry for her."

"She's not my mother!” Oliver roared, "Only Aunt Myrna is qualified to be my mother."

Even though I already knew how heartless they were to me, my heart still ached uncontrollably when I heard their cold-blooded words.

The Deputy Captain was so angry that his veins popped out. He insisted on going into the water to save me, but Franklin's eyes were gloomy and he warned me coldly, "Noble, don't forget, you are my subordinate, I have the right to decide whether you stay or go.

"Your mother is lying in the hospital bed waiting for your life-saving money. Are you sure you still want to get involved in this matter?"

Noble clenched his fists, lowered his head dejectedly and made way.

Franklin glanced at me with disdain and gave me a sarcastic smile.

Before leaving, he bumped into Noble Compton's shoulder and spoke with sympathy.

“Noble, don’t be deceived by her. She’s a master at playing the victim and pretending to be innocent.

“At first, she claimed Myrna had someone bully her and I fell for her lies—I even wrongfully accused Myrna. Because of that, Myrna missed her chance to join the opera house she’d dreamed of her whole life and was forced to go abroad.

“But this woman used the chaos to crawl into my bed, got pregnant with Oliver and then forced me to take responsibility for everything.

“And now, she’s using her unborn child as a weapon again—trying to ruin Myrna’s life a second time. If she wants to fake her death in the sea, let her. No one is allowed to save her.”

As he said that, he carried Myrna, whose eyelashes were fluttering, into the lifeboat.

Oliver carefully held Myrna's hand and the three of them seemed like the closest family.

The blood was lost too quickly and everything went completely dark before my eyes.

The second before I lost consciousness, I vaguely thought of eighteen-year-old Franklin.

At that time, we were still in love. 

He always put me first and would cry uncontrollably when I agreed to his confession.

He would sit in a hard seat for 17 hours just to see me because I said I missed him.

When I was craving for food, he would ride a bicycle for three hours just to buy my favorite snack.

But everything changed after his childhood sweetheart Myrna returned from abroad.

At that time, I was out of town preparing for a very important stage play audition.

When I came back, Franklin and Myrna were already inseparable.

He would leave me on a date to deliver food to Myrna because of a call from her and he would leave me alone to send Myrna home on my birthday.

I had quarreled with him countless times about these things and at first he would just rub his brows tiredly and explained, “Stop it, Jenna, there's really nothing going on between me and her."

Then he became more impatient as I argued, "She's been through enough, I just wanted to help her, Jenna. Why have you become so selfish and cold-blooded nowadays?!"

The conflicts accumulated and finally broke out when Myrna falsely accused me of drugging her before the opera competition.

I tried desperately to prove my innocence, but Franklin's gaze was colder than an icicle and it pierced my heart.

"Jenna, you really disappoint me!"

That glance almost became my nightmare for three years.

Since then, he completely cut off contact with me and turned to openly express his love to Myrna.

As a result, I suffered from severe depression and had to go abroad for treatment.

Unexpectedly, Myrna abandoned him, got engaged to a rich man and settled abroad.

Franklin was heartbroken and spent the whole night drunk in the bar.

I could not bear to see him continue to be depressed, so I stayed by his side and counseled him.

He finally came out of the shadows and regained his dream of becoming a lifeguard.

Because Myrna was afraid of water, even if she abandoned him, he wanted to protect her forever.

I had planned to say goodbye to him and never see him again.

But on the night of Myrna's wedding, Franklin got drunk and forced me.

After waking up, he said guiltily that he would be responsible for me and treat me well in the future.

I believed him, married him and gave birth to Oliver.

After marriage, he kept his promise and never contacted Myrna again.

I thought we would always be happy like this.

But when I was pregnant with my second child, Myrna divorced and returned from abroad.

Franklin started staying out all night and even took Oliver to spend the night at her house.

I went to question Franklin with my belly bulging, but he pointed at my nose and scolded me, "You must have drugged the wine in the first place, trying to use the child to tie me down. How can you be so disgusting? I have never seen a bitch as shameless as you, Jenna."

Oliver also pushed me hard and yelled, "Get out of here, bad woman! I want only Aunt Myrna to be my mother."

In my previous life, I was tortured by them to the point of nearly going crazy. I was thinking of going out to sea to relax, but I happened to run into Myrna.

I really did not expect that just because of a cry for help, they sentenced me and the baby in my belly to death.

For Myrna, they were so cruel.

After dying once did I realize clearly that my husband and son had never really loved me.

Fortunately, I had a new life, so let’s just end everything here.

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in the ICU with a heavy ventilator hanging on my face.

Seeing me open my eyes, the nurse was ecstatic. "You have three broken ribs, a skull fracture and massive abdominal bleeding. It's a miracle that you're still alive."

My consciousness gradually became clear as she spoke and severe pain instantly swept through my body.

Until I was discharged from the hospital a month later, Franklin and Oliver never came to visit me once.

My father-in-law and mother-in-law called Franklin countless times, but he thought it was just a lie carefully fabricated by me and his parents

Franklin would only scold, "Jenna, are you disgusting? Not only did you scheme against me, but you even dragged my parents into this. You really have no shame!"

While my son yelled as usual, "My father and I have important things to do. We don't have time to fool around with you! How could I have such a shameful mother like you!"

The so-called important thing in their mouths was to accompany Myrna to various performances and use the entire Dorsey Group to build momentum for her.

The time I was discharged from the hospital, the doctor said that I had been drowning in the sea for too long and my throat was permanently damaged. I would never be able to sing again in my life.

Franklin’s mother immediately fainted in Franklin’s father's arms.

However, I calmly accepted this fact and tried to comfort them instead.

"It's okay, the fact that I’m still alive is enough for me."

Fortunately, unlike my previous life where I was tormented and ultimately killed by Franklin and my own son, this time—I was still alive, still breathing and still standing.

To find peace of mind, I held a funeral for my unborn child.

That day, I sent a message to Franklin. [The baby is dead. The doctor said it was a fully formed female fetus. Come see her for the last time and sign the divorce agreement while you're at it.]

Many people came to the funeral, but Franklin and Oliver did not arrive until it was almost over.

One had a beaming look on her face, with an ambiguous kiss mark on her neck, while the other held her little face high with a bright smile.

There was no sadness at all between the father and son.

Everyone present cast condemning glances at them.

Franklin did not care at all. He glanced at my sagging belly, his tone full of pride as he barked, “You've all been fooled by this crazy woman! 

“Myrna had someone check her medical records a long time ago and this liar didn't have a miscarriage at all. She only had some minor bruises and all of this was just an act to win favor."

Oliver glared at me angrily and snapped, "How can you be so shameless?! Just because you are jealous, you can actually curse your own child to death. From now on, I will pretend that you aren’t my mother.”

"You all heard it. You should leave now. Don't let this bitch cheat you out of your gift money. You won't even have anywhere to cry," Franklin added.

Their tone was excited, as if they really had something on me.

My mother-in-law and father-in-law stepped forward to dissuade them, but were pushed away by Franklin, who glanced at me mockingly.

“Mom, Dad, you are such a fool if you still believe this lunatic's lies. Don't you think she's embarrassing enough? If it weren't for her, there's no way Myrna and I would be separated."

“Frank, that's enough!” I interrupted the farce loudly, then threw the medical records and divorce agreement in his face. "Are these proofs enough?"

After seeing the words clearly, Oliver opened his mouth in surprise and was immediately speechless.

Franklin was stunned for a moment, then sneered, "You are a habitual liar. In order to frame Myrna, you would definitely forge documents. Why should I believe you?"

I completely lost the desire to argue with him.

In front of everyone, I lifted up my shirt, revealing my belly covered with hideous scars.

“Did you see clearly? Our child is gone!"

The next second, Franklin and Oliver's faces suddenly turned pale.