Final Call For Love

“You and Garcia are cousins and she's not allergic, so why can't you be allergic? Is it because the genes on your father's side are not good?”

The first thing that came to his mind was not guilt, but blaming me for being allergic to mango.

That was really ridiculous.

But he was right about one thing, paternal genes were undeniably important.

I could not bear to imagine the possibility of giving birth to a child who might inherit Javier's selfishness and cruelty. 

The thought of being tormented by both father and son filled me with dread.

In the end, there would be no dignity left for me, no coffin, no ceremony. Just a lonely burial wrapped in a roll of straw.

“By the way, shall we go watch the meteor shower together tonight?” Javier suddenly suggested.

I vaguely remember that not long ago, I told Javier that I wanted to watch a meteor shower.

“Garcia has been waiting for a long time. Let's go together and take care of each other,” Javier continued.

In an instant, my heart sank. It turned out he did it to Garcia again.

As a result, I really did not want to go, but Javier forced me into the car that night.

He was so brutal that all kinds of pulling and forcing he did, did not even care about the fetus.

When we arrived at the place, Garcia and her group were already waiting there.

“Honey, you and Garcia should have a barbecue,” Javier said and turned around to go drink with his friends.

“Felicia, I leave it to you. I don't know how to do anything,” Garcia said with a smile.

As she finished speaking, she leaned back in the recliner and played with her phone.

At that moment, I finally understood why Javier insisted on having me come. It turned out that he wanted me to be the cook and serve them food and drinks.

I said to my cousin indifferently, “If you want to eat, make it yourself.”

“What's your attitude? It's just a barbecue, right? Why are you so fierce?” Garcia deliberately raised her voice and yelled.

Javier immediately became unhappy and turned to protect his lover, saying, “Honey, let Garcia do less work. She has had a cold these past two days and is not feeling well.”

Such a heart-warming look, it was undoubtedly true love. That was also a treatment I had never felt before.

Garcia was full of pride, raised the corner of her mouth, lowered her voice and deliberately said provocatively, “Felicia, I think your husband dislikes you less and less recently?

“But that's normal. Look at your big face and the fat around your waist. You look like a pig. It's disgusting to look at you.

“Well, so sorry to say that, don't take it seriously and just cook, okay?”

Her teasing look completely irritated me.

The pent-up anger suddenly erupted, so I grabbed a cardboard box and threw it over, hitting Garcia's head steadily.

“Ouch, you bitch! How dare you hit me?”

Garcia had a bad temper to begin with and she exploded immediately, rushing forward and pulling me off the chair.

My body fell to the ground.

My stomach suddenly ached and I could not help but frown. Then I felt something sticky in my lower body.

“What's going on?” Javier ran over in a hurry and asked.

“She hit me and she acted pitiful,” Garcia cried and complained first.

“I don't …."

The pain in my stomach made me break out in cold sweats, look painful and even couldn’t muster the energy to speak.

“How could Garcia lie?” Javier had a gloomy face and gritted his teeth as he ordered me, “Hurry up and apologize to Garcia, or I'll punish you by making you sleep on the grass tonight.”

Garcia next to him was extremely proud. But I no longer have the mood to be angry.

“My stomach hurts, take me to the hospital,” I let out a weak cry for help.

But Javier's face turned even colder and he cursed, “You stinky bitch, can you stop pretending?”

“Felicia, as long as you say sorry to me, I will forgive you. After all, the ground is quite cold.”

Garcia followed with a sarcastic tone.

“I … I ….”

At that moment, I held my stomach, unable to utter a complete sentence and only felt endless sadness.

My consciousness was gradually becoming blurred and I could vaguely hear someone shouting, “Why is the ground so sticky?”

“It's blood!”

“Felicia is bleeding.”