Burning the Fire of Hell in Marriage

“This is not Felix’s child.”

My body reflexively lost its balance, and I took a few steps back, surprised by what I had just heard. I had indeed suspected something about Clara coming to Felix and claiming to be pregnant with Felix’s child.

But I didn’t expect my suspicions to be true. And I didn’t know how Clara convinced Felix of that. Felix even seemed to love Clara so much at the moment, which meant that Felix was looking forward to the baby’s birth.

“Don’t be surprised, Alice. Haven’t you suspected it all along?” Clara laughed guiltlessly.

“I’m going to tell Felix about it,” I said with fiery eyes.

Hearing that, Clara laughed even harder. “Yes, just say it, Alice. You have no proof and will only feel embarrassed,” she retorted.

It was true that I had no evidence of what Clara had said. But I didn’t want Felix to get caught up in Clara’s evil plan. I knew Clara still loved Felix so much and was unwilling to let Felix be my husband.

“Do you think Felix will trust you?” I said irritably, emphasizing my words.

“Then, you think you are the one Felix trusts the most?”

I wanted to scratch the triumphant smile off her face. I have hated Clara ever since Felix first introduced me to her. She always has a way of getting under my skin, making Felix and I fight big time. But now I’ve learned a little of her cunning game.

“You’re just a lucky orphan loved by the Richard family, Alice. How sad!” she said, looking at me with disgust.

Yes, I confirmed her words even though it hurt. I was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. That’s where I met and became friends with Felix because Richard’s family was one of the biggest donors to the orphanage where I lived.

From that moment on, I depended a little on Felix for my life, and Felix didn’t mind that either. But I never intended to take advantage of his kindness. It’s just that being so comfortable around Felix made me fall in love.

Our closeness became more of a concern for Richard’s family, and I began to be treated like an essential part of them. Felix’s parents selflessly bore the burden of my education and my life.

“You’re good at taking advantage of people, Alice.” Clara patted me on the shoulder several times.

I brushed her hand away. ‘Watch your mouth, Clara!’ I snapped at her, feeling resentful of her words.

“Oops! Did I hurt you, Mrs. Sycophant?” she taunted.

“Bitch!” I replied without hesitation to her taunt.

Clara’s mouth opened. I turned off the stove and prepared food, trying to ignore her. She was the one who started the argument with me, so I just served her. I also told her not to talk to me earlier. Clara herself couldn’t resist teasing me.

After all, what I said wasn’t entirely wrong if the baby didn’t belong to Felix; that meant Clara was also having a relationship with another man.

“How dare you!” Clara grabbed my shoulder and pulled me so I was forced to face her and...

SLAP!

A slap landed on my cheek. The sound of the blow was so loud that it echoed in every corner of the room until it made me feel like there was blood in my mouth.

It hurt a lot. But I wasn't caught off guard. I laughed out loud, making Clara look even more inflamed with emotions that she finally couldn't bear.

“Ah, that’s fun.” I took a deep breath to show Clara that the slap didn’t bother me. It wouldn’t even affect my life. I knew she was furious but was still trying to restrain herself so I wouldn’t tell Felix. But I was already having fun with this.

“I could kill you, Alice!” Clara threatened.

I stared into her sharp eyes. “Hmm... is that so?” I challenged her

However, it was my fault because I assumed Clara was bluffing. She suddenly pulled my hair very strongly and started the attack. I replied that I did not want to lose to her, so I pulled her long hair back. But Clara pushed me with all her strength.

My body was pushed hard, and my stomach hit the ceramic edge of the kitchen and then I sat sprawled on the floor as an intense pain spread throughout my stomach.

Meanwhile, Clara was laughing hysterically.

“Hey, you still don’t believe me, Alice? I never play around when I attack,” Clara said with a cold-blooded, murderous gaze.

Scary!

“You could go to jail if you kill me, Clara,” I stammered in pain.

“I can turn the murder into something that looks like you committed suicide.”

Every step she took towards me scared me. With the pain continuing to eat away at my body, I got up and ran up the stairs to my room to escape. All I could think about at that moment was saving my unborn child. Nothing else.

Unfortunately, when I reached the top of the stairs, Clara caught up with me and tried to pull me back. I, who was still fully conscious, immediately held on.

“You’ve lost your mind, Clara!” I shouted.

Clara pulled me back. “You take everything from me, Alice! I hate you!” Clara shouted back.

I kept trying to avoid her, but the back of my shirt was gripped tightly by her, so I fell, and now, my stomach hit the stairs.

I screamed as the pain became unbearable. But simultaneously, I heard Clara scream, followed by a series of loud bangs. And when I turned around, I found Clara rolling down the stairs until she collapsed at the bottom.

I couldn’t bear to look at her, but I also didn’t have the energy to help. My vision started to blur as I realized blood was spilling out of my body, scattered on the floor.