To Save His First Love, My Husband Let Me Die While Pregnant

When I met Bruce, his company had just gone bankrupt. His ex-girlfriend was afraid of getting implicated, so she abandoned him and went abroad.

I constantly encouraged Bruce and worked hard to get investment for him. I even asked my younger brother, Dylan Lynn, who graduated from the finance department of a prestigious university, to join the company to assist him.

Finally, Bruce's company turned losses into profits and overcame the difficulties.

Later, he confessed his love to me and pursued me for half a year before we got together.

Bruce was a gentle and considerate person who took care of me in every possible way. I thought we would live happily forever.

Unexpectedly, one day, he brought Carol back, saying she was the person who had saved him.

To repay her kindness, he took the initiative to pay for Carol's college tuition and brought her back home to live.

Carol appeared to be gentle and kind on the surface, but she was a scheming and cunning woman.

While she was secretly trying to trip me up, she was also using her identity as Bruce's "sister" to get in close contact with him and flirt with him.

Every time I quarreled with Bruce about this, he would stand on Carol's side and accuse me of being narrow-minded.

"Flora, can you stop being unreasonable? I am just repaying Carol's kindness.

"She's an orphan with nowhere to go. Why can't you be kinder and more tolerant of her?"

In the end, Carol planned a kidnapping to make me give up and to get rid of me and my child.

I watched Bruce choose Carol and let me and the child fall off a high cliff.

If a passing forest ranger hadn't called the police and sent me to the hospital, I would have also died.

However, Carol framed the kidnapping case on me, causing Bruce to angrily come to question me.

But it didn't matter. The child was gone, and I was completely disappointed in Bruce.

I had decided to divorce him.

During the five months I was in the hospital, Bruce rarely came to visit me. Even if he came, Carol would immediately call him and ask him to leave for various reasons.

The day I was discharged from the hospital, I received a call from the clerk in my flower shop.

She said that a woman brought a group of people into the shop and smashed everything.

When I arrived there, the flower shop was in a mess, with trampled flowers and dirt everywhere.

Carol was sitting on the sofa drinking coffee and watching the show with a gloating look.

She killed my child, and now she destroyed the flower shop that I had worked hard to run for many years.

My heart was filled with hatred, and I was about to hit her in the face with bloodshot eyes.

But a hand appeared behind me and grabbed my wrist tightly.

Carol threw herself into Bruce's arms weakly, sobbing, "Bruce, I'm so scared."

Bruce stroked Carol's hair with his other hand and comforted her softly, "It's okay. No one can hurt you as long as I'm here."

Then he looked at me, and the tenderness on his face instantly turned into gloom. "I asked her to smash it. You asked people to kidnap Carol, causing her to have psychological trauma. The doctor found that she suffered from mild depression.

"It isn't too much to destroy your flower shop to let her vent her emotions, right?"

I was so angry that I laughed. It took me five years to build the flower shop to its current size.

Now it had all been destroyed by Carol, but Bruce said it was not too much.

I asked him coldly, "This flower shop is mine, not yours. What qualifications do you have to let her vent her emotions here?"

"I can compensate you for all your losses, but don't let me see you trying to hurt Carol again, or I won't let you go."

Bruce threw my hand away with force, and I lost my balance and fell to the ground.

The broken pieces of the flowerpot on the ground pierced into my flesh, and I gasped in pain.

"Since you love her so much, why don't you agree to divorce me?" I frowned.

When Carol heard the word "divorce", she showed joy in her eyes. I guessed she dreamed of replacing me.

Bruce's face darkened. "Shut up! I don't want to hear you say these words from now on. We have been through so many ups and downs in the past ten years. Why are you saying divorce now? You disappoint me."

He said that I disappointed him, but he was the one who disappointed me.

He favored another woman in front of me and killed my child. Now he didn't agree to divorce. Did he want to enjoy the happiness of having two wives?

Since he didn't want a divorce, I would force him to divorce.

As I stood up, I picked up a flower pot and smashed it hard on Carol's head.

Bruce instinctively raised his arm to protect her, and the flowerpot was smashed into pieces on his arm.

His face was gloomy, and he glared at me murderously. "It seems that I indulged you too much, so you became so mean.

"Before, you hired someone to kidnap Carol. I didn't punish you because I knew you felt sad about the child's death. Now you are trying to hit Carol with a flower pot. I won't let it go this time.

"I will not stop punishing you unless you apologize to Carol."