After Loving Her, Why Do You Cry for Me

After hanging up the phone, I forced my body to walk towards the hospital.

There were chairs in the waiting area where I could sit; perhaps if I sat down, I could endure until Ronald arrived.

The chair was only a hundred meters from the door, yet it felt like I had walked miles to reach it.

Just as I touched the edge of the chair, someone pushed me away.

I collapsed to the ground, pain ripping through me as if my organs were being torn apart. Unable to control myself, I writhed on the floor in agony, tears and mucus streaming down my face.

A familiar voice gasped nearby, "Sorry! Teresa, I didn't see you there!"

It was a voice I could never forget in two lifetimes.

It was Stephen's beloved, Lily.

I lifted my tear-blurred eyes to look at her.

There she sat in a wheelchair, eyes full of triumph, looking at me provocatively.

And the person pushing her wheelchair was none other than Stephen.

My nemesis from a past life, we met again.

A torrent of hatred surged within me!

I would never forget how he brutally stabbed me thirty-eight times! He continuously hurled vile insults at me, "Worthless woman! You deserved to die…"

The mental torment and physical abuse were unbearable. The sharp pain was a hundred, a thousand times worse than my current perforated stomach. My flesh was nearly stabbed into a bloody pulp.

In his blind rage, he didn’t even spare our three-year-old daughter.

Before I took my last breath, he stabbed our daughter, Nancy Howard, to death right in front of me.

Nancy was only three years old. She was so small.

She kept pleading, "Daddy, please don’t kill me!"

Stephen mercilessly continued his attack, stabbing her while cursing, "Wretch! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have married your mother! Lily wouldn't have died!"

An irreconcilable hatred made me scream out in horror, "You murderer!"

Stephen slapped me across the face. "Crazy woman! What are you screaming for?" "You've embarrassed me enough by pretending to have a stomach ailment in the hospital. Now you're pretending to be mentally ill? Fine, I'll send you to the psychiatric ward!"

With that, Stephen tried to drag me away. He pulled me as if I were a sack of potatoes, intending to haul me off.

The pain made me scream desperately.

"Help! Murder! My husband and his mistress are conspiring to kill his legal wife! They took advantage of my illness to push me! If that’s not the act of a murderer, what is? If something happens to me today, everyone must bear witness!"

I deliberately made a scene!

There were many patients in the hospital; I was certain there had to be some kind-hearted people!

Stephen might have bribed all the hospital staff.

However, the patients' attitudes were neutral.

I couldn't contend with Stephen over past life grievances, as no one would believe it.

His current mistreatment of me, a patient, amounted to nothing less than attempted murder.

Indeed, under my piteous cries, people began to look at me with sympathy. Some had already taken out their phones, ready to call the police.

Seeing that everyone was moved by my pleas, I implored them further, "Please, go find Dr. Thomas. I have a perforated stomach and I'm dying!"

Just as the situation was about to escalate, Stephen suddenly helped me up.

He calmly explained to everyone, "I apologize, my wife has some mental issues. I'll take her to see a doctor right away."

Then he forcefully pulled me to a deserted corner and viciously grabbed my throat. "You wretch! Are you trying to spread rumors and kill me?"

I endured the pain, shifting my gaze towards the security camera above us.

A mocking smile formed at the corner of my mouth.

"Stephen, you know my condition is critical. If I die in this hospital today, you can't escape responsibility! You've already laid your hands on me, and your fingerprints are on my body.

“Are you prepared to go down with me? Can you bear to lose your beloved Lily? Even if I were to die again, I'm certain I would be reborn. But you might not be so lucky!"

His eyes widened at my words. "You know the secret of rebirth? Tell me! How does one get reborn?"