When My Husband's First Love and I Were In Danger

Subconsciously, I looked back like Steve did. After seeing their actions clearly, I ignored the pain in my wounds and ran up the mountain for my life.

"Stop it, stop it!"

Over there, Sarah was directing the people who followed to dig up the small mound of earth.

The small crystal box was turned over and thrown at Sarah's feet in a mess.

I was afraid that she would do something out of line again, so I rushed forward and pushed her to the ground, holding the crystal box tightly in my arms.

"Don’t be afraid, baby. Don’t be afraid, baby. Mom will protect you."

"Bang!"

Steve, who had caught up with me, hurriedly helped Sarah up, then turned around and slapped me hard.

"It's just a broken box, May, why are you so mad!"

Sarah sobbed and looked at him pitifully.

"Steve, the thing in May's hand is the dirty thing that conspirator said that is harming me!"

Steve looked at the box in my arms with a gloomy look.

"I had no idea what they were talking about, but I had a feeling they were going to hurt my "baby". So, I subconsciously grabbed the crystal box and ran away."

But with my injuries on my body, I was no match for them and they caught up with me after just a few steps.

They restrained my arms, and Steve coldly snatched the crystal box from my hands.

"Steve, please, please, give it back to me."

"Except for this, I will agree to any conditions you ask. Please, give it back to me!"

Steve patted my face and lifted my chin.

"May, it's a pity that you don't master in performance. You were so stubborn just a second ago, but now you're kneeling down and begging for mercy for this worthless rubbish."

"Your method of trying to get my attention is really disgusting. How about this, you apologize to Sarah first!"

"My baby was lost because of her, and now it's her who dug out it."

"How could I be willing to apologize to her? I wished she was dead!"

"Steve, that's not garbage, that's your baby..."

"Brother Steve, look, there are words on the bottom of the box, and it happens to be my name!"

Steve was attracted by Sarah's words and didn't hear a word I said.

They pointed and talked at the bottom of the crystal box.

Steve walked towards me step by step, his eyes full of contempt.

"May, just to be jealous, I didn't expect you to resort to such despicable means."

"I didn't understand what he was talking about and shook my head vigorously."

"In order to win my favor, you actually used the corpses of cats and dogs to curse Sarah. No wonder she sprained her ankle and encountered criminals recently."

"It's all your fault, isn't it?"

Steve, who had always been a firm materialist, actually believed Sarah's lies.

"No, no, there's nothing in there, it's my..."

Steve sneered and was too impatient to listen to my explanation.

"May, you take me for a fool. If it wasn't to frame Sarah, why is the letter "S" and "W" engraved on the bottom of this box?"

"S.W." is not Sarah White, but Simon William, which was the name I gave to my baby.

But Steve no longer listened to any of my explanations and he held the box high up.

"May, don't you treasure this box? I'll show you what happens if you don't obey me!"

He threw the box heavily.

I watched the box fly high into the air, then fall heavily and break into pieces. The tightly wrapped "baby" inside rolled out and rolled all the way to the foot of the mountain.

I didn't know where the strength came from, I shook off the person who was holding me down, and ran towards my "baby" regardless of everything.

It's just that I ran too slowly, too slowly.

Just when I was about to catch up with it, a wild dog suddenly ran out from the side and swallowed it in one bite.

My baby, my baby...

Everything went dark before my eyes and I fell headfirst.