My Husband Got a University Student Pregnant Our Child

Tears instantly welled up in Melia’s eyes, as if she had just suffered the greatest grievance in the world.

Tavian immediately pulled her into his arms from behind, then turned to look at me with a coldness I had never seen before.

“Liora, what’s the meaning of this? Didn’t you promise me you’d let her keep the baby? If you have any issues, take them out on me. Why are you making things hard for a young girl like her?”

Melia, pale-faced, curled up weakly in his arms and whispered, “No… it’s not her fault. It’s me. I’ve wronged her. I… I’ll go to the hospital now and have the baby aborted! I swear I won’t bother you two ever again!”

As she spoke, she tried to get up and leave, but Tavian frantically pulled her back into his arms.

“No, Melia, you did nothing wrong.”

Then he turned to me with a cold, cutting gaze. “Liora, apologize.”

I let out a short, mocking laugh. “And why should I?”

Tavian’s eyes were bloodshot. “Because you made things difficult for her!”

Seeing the situation escalate, Melia quickly grabbed my hand, her voice trembling. “Liora, please don’t be upset with Mr. Mercer. He only said that because he was worried. How could I possibly let you apologize to me? It’s all my fault.”

I suddenly flung her hand away. “Have you finished your little act?”

The words had barely left my mouth when Tavian, seething with rage, shoved me hard from behind.

My lower abdomen slammed into the sharp corner of the coffee table, sending a wave of pain that left me drenched in cold sweat.

“Liora, you’re truly beyond redemption. You dare lay a hand on her in front of me? I’ll say it one last time, apologize to her!”

I stared him straight in the eyes and enunciated each word clearly. “Not a chance. I will never apologize to her!”

Tavian’s gaze darkened instantly. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and dragged me into the kitchen.

Then he ordered the bodyguards to bring in a large basket full of mangoes.

“If you still refuse to repent… then you’d better learn what that costs.”

I looked up in disbelief and screamed, "Tavian, are you insane? Did you forget that I'm allergic to mangoes? Are you trying to kill me?"

His voice was ice-cold. "I know. But since you hurt Melia, you need to pay the price."

With that, he forcefully shoved a mango into my mouth, with its skin still on. I shook my head desperately, but several bodyguards, following orders, pinned down my shoulders tightly.

Chunks of mango flesh kept entering my throat. My whole body started itching and my breathing became labored.

In a daze, I recalled how, shortly after we got married, I accidentally ate a bite of mango-filled cake. Tavian had rushed me to the hospital, eyes red with panic and stayed by my side for three whole days and nights.

Since then, every servant in the house knew one unshakable rule that mangoes were strictly forbidden in our home.

But now, everything had changed...

Gradually, I couldn’t breathe anymore. Just before I lost consciousness, I heard Tavian’s cold, emotionless voice. "Force every last piece of mango into her. Don’t leave a single bite behind!"

When I opened my eyes again, Tavian was gently wiping the tears that had fallen in my sleep.

For a fleeting moment, I felt like nothing had changed.

But then, his next words brought me crashing back to reality.

“Do you admit you were wrong, Liora? Why are you always so stubborn!”

Yes... this wasn’t the first time I had been stubborn.

Back then, when my parents opposed my marriage to Tavian, I cut ties with them just to secure a piece of paper, that was our marriage certificate.

The last words my mother said to me before she passed were:

“Liora, one day, you’ll regret this.”