Love and Hate Until the End of Life Do Us Apart

On the day of our wedding anniversary, I rolled down the steps from the third floor when I was pregnant. My husband, Darrel Roderick, was so scared at that moment. He hugged me tightly and ran to the hospital.

When the second tube of anaesthesia was injected into my body, I was confused and heard the conversation between the doctor and the remote monitor in the operating room.

“Mr. Darrel, we have done the anaesthesia you ordered. After taking more than six times the amount, your wife can't feel the pain anymore. It's just that the symptoms of the fetus are normal now. Do we really need to take measures to induce labour? Not only will the fetus die of suffocation, but it may also cause your wife to be paralyzed for the rest of her life, Mr. Darrel.”

Darrel's cold voice sounded, “Do as you are told.”

The doctor was a little surprised to hear Darrel's words. The doctor then looked at me with a look of helplessness.

Darrel explained, “It will soon be the critical period for Edmund to enter the Roderick Family Ancestral Hall. We can't let anyone threaten his position and status. This is what I owe Karina and her son, I cannot refuse to repay it. After Edmund gains a foothold in the Roderick Family, I will devote all my strength to cure Giselle and get a baby with her again, which can be regarded as compensation for the harm this child has caused to her.”

He stared sharply at the doctor. He said firmly, “And this child must die!”

A tear slowly slipped from the corner of my eyes at that time. I then lost consciousness completely.

When I woke up, the already-formed baby died of breath at birth. I also separated the pubic bone due to strong pulling during the delivery process and finally hemiplegia. 

The immense pain was intertwined with the shock of betrayal. So when Darrel was ready to take me to start a new life, I did not hesitate to leave him.

——

After the operation was completed, I fainted again after learning the bad news. When I was vaguely conscious, the voice of my husband and his best friend vaguely entered my ears.

“Giselle has been with you for so many years, Darrel. Don't you understand her? Even if you tell her that Edmund is your biological flesh and blood, she will definitely treat him as if it's her own, so why toss her into this mess like this?”

After a long moment of silence, Darrel’s slightly cold voice slowly sounded, “I understand what you mean, but I can't afford to bet. This is what I promised to Karina Reverie.”

Darrel took a breath for a while. “And there is no child to be reborn. Giselle Siegfried is still young. But I promise we will have our own children in the future.”

The strange man was puzzled. “You're just worried that Giselle's child will be legitimate and the pressure from the Siegfried Family will threaten Edmund's ability to recognize his ancestor and return to his hometown, right?”

“You are so cruel! The baby in her belly has taken shape, Darrel. When I was carrying it out of the operating room, I saw such a tiny ball. How can you bear it?”