My Mother-in-law Was Critically Ill, My Husband Was Busy Pursuing His Lover

Looking at the familiar scene, I felt quite different from my previous life.

Ian hadn't seen Carol for the last time this time, and I was no longer to blame for him not leaving Bella behind.

I was finally relieved and couldn't hold back the tears.

Ian was just as indifferent to me in my previous life as he was today, but I didn't give up.

I tried desperately to get in touch with him.

I took pictures for Ian of what Carol looked like when she was critically ill and sent him the critically ill notice from the hospital.

I was trying to convince Ian that Carol was terminally ill.

At that moment, Ian was on his way to the airport to catch up with Bella.

Ian turned around and drove the car straight to the hospital after reading the message.

Unfortunately, I wasted too much time on the road explaining over and over to convince him that Carol was critically ill.

By the time Ian arrived at the door of the operating room, Carol had just taken her last breath.

Ian had a nervous breakdown, covered his head with his hands, and knelt in the hallway of the hospital, sobbing uncontrollably.

He forced himself to handle Carol's funeral with me.

As everything was settled, Ian realized that all his contacts had been blacklisted by Bella.

He could never get in touch with his first love who had gone abroad.

For seven whole days, Ian was silent without saying a word.

When I asked him in concern, he just shook his head and said he was fine.

I even booked a ticket for Ian to go abroad on my own accord so that he could go to Bella and explain the situation.

However, I was refused indifferently by Ian, who said he wouldn't even contact Bella in the future.

Ian said that he realized he should cherish the people around him after this incident.

He finally said the words I had waited five years for, and I chose to believe him without hesitation.

Just when I was overjoyed and thought that he was finally coming back to our family, Ian knocked me out with a stick on the day of Carol's funeral and dragged me to Carol's tombstone.

Ian's eyes no longer showed the same indifference as before but only hatred.

Ian's eyes no longer showed the same indifference as before but only hatred.

The moment I opened my eyes from unconsciousness, Ian stabbed the dagger he had polished by hand for seven days into my heart.

I kept struggling in pain, unable to utter a single word of pleading for mercy.

Ian turned the hilt of his knife forcefully, his eyes filled with hatred.

He looked so paranoid as a madman who had lost the love of his life.

Ian watched mercilessly as the skin of my wound blurred, and I was drenched in blood.

Only a second before I lost consciousness, Ian said slowly, "Why did you have to call me? How would I change the outcome if I rushed to the hospital?

"l'll never see Bella again for the rest of my life just because of a few pictures of you!

"Do you know how long I have waited for her to come back? For the five years I married you, I wished that she would come back everyday, and I even dreamed of her, begging her to come back and see me for a second. Now Bella finally showed up, but I'll never hear from her again for the rest of my life just because of you!

"Since you can't take care of my mom, you should be buried with her! Go to hell!"

Upon saying that, Ian suddenly drew the dagger in my chest.

He stabbed me for several times.

The blood instantly spurted out and splattered on the tombstone, staining Carol's face with a smile.

The examination report of my pregnancy for two months in my bag would never be taken out again.

When I died, my soul would float off to the side.

I watched helplessly as Ian fled abroad and ended up standing humbly in front of Bella.

Before Ian could say anything to beg for reconciliation, he was shot dead by the police who chased him to arrest him.

At that moment, I realized how ridiculous it was for me to unilaterally sacrifice the marriage I had maintained for five years.

Ian could change his last name for Bella, and he didn't even care about his family.

So how could he possibly hesitate because of what I gave him?

Fortunately, the fate gave me a chance to start over.