The Man I Trusted Killed My World

###Chapter 7

"Since that's enough, I won't disturb your family reunion!"

I forcefully wiped the blood from my eyes, broke free from Renaldo's hand under his complex and unreadable gaze and rushed out of the suffocating hospital room.

Back in that place that no longer felt like home, I quickly packed my bags.

Facing the mirror, I picked up the scissors.

In my youth, I overheard him say, "I like girls with long hair," and I grew that head of black hair for ten years.

With a swift movement, the scissors fell, just as my ten-year infatuation with him was completely severed, leaving no trace.

Then, I began to pack up everything he had given me.

Those gorgeous dresses, dazzling jewelry, limited-edition handbags that once filled me with ecstasy…

Those golden safety locks, exquisite toys, mansion keys he prepared for our "baby"… The more I cherished them then, the more ironic they became now.

Compared to the old notebook and yellowed ticket stubs that held his true feelings in the "urn," these expensive items before me seemed so cold, fake and laughable.

"Please come and collect them tomorrow morning."

I packed everything up, contacted a charity to donate it all and then took a nap, waiting for my uncle to arrive.

As dawn broke, Renaldo stormed into the room in a rage.

"What have Edwina and the child done to you? Why won't you let them go?!" The man dragged me from the bed to the yard without a word.

I saw a box in his hand labeled "Abortion Pills," and was about to speak when Edwina timidly followed.

"Renaldo, don’t be impulsive. My sister definitely did not do it on purpose. Let me talk to her alone, okay?"

She knelt down in front of me with a sweet smile, whispering in my ear in a voice only I could hear, "You think that old bitch died so easily?”

“After she lost her legs, I had over a dozen men with unusual fetishes 'serve' her for most of the night before she finally breathed her last. Before she died, she begged me not to let her daughter know, hahaha."

My eyes were bloodshot, "Edwina, I'll kill you!"

I used all my strength to strangle her neck with both hands.

"Deana, you dare to do this in front of me!"

Renaldo kicked me to the ground without hesitation.

Edwina hid in his arms, crying her heart out, "I've clearly given up everything, I can even give you and the baby back to her… why won't my sister let me go? Does she only feel satisfied when I'm paralyzed on the ground like before?"

Renaldo's gaze towards me was filled with an unprecedented ruthlessness and disappointment.

"Edwina has shown such sincerity, yet you're still so vicious. It seems I've spoiled you too much."

His gaze fell on the metal baseball bat in the corner.

I stared in disbelief, fear gripping my entire body. I tried to run, but a wall of bodyguards blocked my path.

“Renaldo, what are you doing?!”

Renaldo pressed me firmly to the ground. “Do not worry, Deana, even if you’re in a wheelchair for the rest of your life, I’ll take care of you.”

“No, don’t do this to me. No!”

Edwina hid behind Renaldo, a triumphant smile flashing in her eyes. “Renaldo, let it go. After all, she’s still my sister.”

Renaldo interrupted. “It’s because you’re too kind that she’s become increasingly ruthless. I can not be soft-hearted anymore and let your and the child’s safety be threatened.”

He raised a baseball bat.

An unprecedented despair engulfed me and I tightly closed my eyes…

Suddenly, a roaring sound grew louder as a helicopter landed overhead.

The strong wind forced everyone to turn their heads and Renaldo stopped moving.

I struggled to open my eyes and saw a tall figure jump down. That figure—it was my uncle! 

"Uncle, save me..." Seeing my miserable state, my uncle's eyes bulged.