After My Miscarriage, My Cheating Husband Regretted It Too Late

Chapter 5

"Serena, I never imagined you'd become this vicious. I told you a long time ago that there was nothing between me and her. But because of your jealousy, you actually wanted to ruin her life. Do you have to drive her to death before you'll be satisfied?"

I could not make sense of what he was saying. All I could do was struggle and ask, "What exactly did I do? What are you talking about?"

"And you're still pretending not to know?"

Ricardo's voice was cold as ice, and there was no warmth at all in the way he looked at me.

"You had someone take a golf club... and force it into her body so she could experience a hole-in-one too. Serena, are you really going to say this had nothing to do with you?"

I froze.

"It wasn't me. I didn't do anything."

But Ricardo did not believe a word of it.

He shoved me hard down in front of Freya's hospital bed.

Freya lay there with a deathly pale face. Her eyes were badly swollen, and there was even a bruise at the corner of her mouth.

The moment she saw me, her whole body began to tremble, and tears kept streaming down her face.

"I'm sorry. I know I was wrong. I'll never go near Ricardo again. Please just let me go..."

"It wasn't me..."

Before I could finish, Ricardo kicked the back of my knee.

I crashed to the floor on my knees.

"You can kneel right there and repent properly to her!"

Ignoring the sharp pain in my knees, I struggled desperately and tried to explain.

"It wasn't me. It really wasn't me! I never sent anyone to hurt her! I was already divorcing you. Why would I do something like this? You should be looking for the person who actually hurt her!"

But Ricardo would not listen at all.

He had the bodyguards hold me down and forced me to keep kneeling there.

"You stay on your knees. You can get up when she gets better."

A sudden cramp twisted through my stomach, and my face turned white instantly.

I looked up at Ricardo, my voice trembling.

"It really wasn't me. Why won't you believe me even once?"

I did not know how long I had been kneeling there.

My knees hurt so badly it felt as though they were splitting apart.

But what hurt even more was my stomach.

Soon, I felt something wet between my legs.

The sensation was exactly the same as the first time I miscarried.

I could not help reaching for Ricardo's trouser leg, crying as I begged him.

"My stomach hurts so much... save our baby..."

Ricardo lowered his head and saw the blood between my legs. He froze.

Just then, Freya suddenly spoke.

"You got your period... I'll take her to clean up. Even though... even though she hurt me, we're both women. We should still help each other."

As she spoke, she wiped away her tears and struggled to get out of bed.

Ricardo came back to himself at once and stopped her.

"Don't move. Just get someone to take care of her."

My consciousness was already starting to blur, and there was more and more blood beneath me.

"Ricardo, I really am pregnant..."

But Ricardo only looked at me with disappointment in his eyes.

"Even now, you're still lying. Today was supposed to be your period. And you still think you can fool me by pretending you're pregnant?"

After saying that, he had me dragged into the restroom.

Then he threw a pack of sanitary pads at me.

The pain in my stomach felt like someone was twisting a knife inside me again and again. I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood.

Collapsed on the floor, I used the last of my strength to pound on the door.

"Help... help me... please save me..."

Ricardo spent the entire day outside taking care of Freya.

It was not until the next day that he finally remembered me.

But when he opened the restroom door and saw what was inside, he completely lost his mind...