Love and Hate Until the End of Life Do Us Apart

Hearing this, I felt like I was still tangling with the my pain of tearing around me. The cry of the child lingered in my ears, constantly slashing heart. It was so painful at that moment.

“Not to mention the fact that Giselle is still paralyzed because of this surgery. She is your wife! She worked so hard to carry a baby for nine months. How hard is it for you to understand, Darrel? If she hadn't been disobedient and had her pierced secretly, she wouldn't have ended up in this situation.” 

Darrel seemed to sigh, “Allowing her to have a child of her own is already a concession from Karina. Do you think I don't feel sorry for her? But I owe the Reverie Family, what do I have to do?”

The man pressed his voice in anger, “Then you shouldn't have messed with Giselle Siegfried in the first place!”

The two of them parted on bad terms. I was even shedding tears silently where they couldn't see, not even daring to make a sound.

“Is it all taken care of?”

I felt that Darrel was helping me adjust my bedding. “The sealing fee was more generous so that they would not have to return to the country.”

He sent all the relevant personnel who gave me the surgery abroad, which was really a thunderous method.

I laughed at myself and refused to open my eyes for a long time. I thought he was looking forward to the arrival of the baby just like me.

So when I fell downstairs, I hated myself. I even took my own disability as a price and put my back on the ground without letting my stomach touch any sharpness.

But I didn't realize that all of this was set up by Darrel Roderick! It was he who threw oil on the way I must go through and deliberately let me have a miscarriage. He even set up an executioner in the hospital early.

I said in my heart, “What a ruthless heart.”

I was really proud of my husband. I believed that I was in a true marriage. Unfortunately, it was fake!

In order to have an illegitimate child, Darrel could personally settle his own flesh and blood with me. Just so that he could enter the ancestral hall and obtain the right to inherit so that he could fulfil his bullshit promises.

Thinking of this, I shivered all over. But the pain spreading under my body was not as good as one in ten thousand of the heart.

Perhaps the emotional fluctuations were too much, so Darrel came back. He saw a ball of bulging mass on the bed in a slight tremor. He immediately hugged me tightly.

His tone was one of indescribable regret, “Giselle, we will definitely have another child! Please, trust me, okay? I will do everything I can to cure you. So, don't cry, okay?”

Darrel kissed my forehead with great affection. “As soon as you cry, my heart will be broken.”

My eyes were staring ahead with vicious eyes, not daring to look back. I was afraid that my intense hatred would give him insight.