He Wished My Death, I Make Him Pay

Chapter 4 The Plea

Felix's statement knocked the wind out of me. Vivian's voice came through the phone, faint and tear-choked. "Felix, don't get angry with Nina. It's just some harsh words. They don't really matter."

When I finally regained my composure, the call had been cut off abruptly. The hospital had already moved Grandma into the corridor. I poured every cent I had into her medication fund, buying her just one more day's worth of treatment.

Since the accident, working had been impossible. I had become entirely reliant on Felix for financial support. I had no choice but to appeal for his forgiveness.

Walking into the apartment, I found Felix and Vivian on the couch. Vivian was weeping on his shoulder while he murmured soothing words.

The sight of me caused Felix's expression darkened considerably. "Nina, are you satisfied now that everyone's pointing fingers at Vivi? But for your broken leg, marrying you would never have crossed my mind. You're nothing but an unwanted burden."

I didn't have the strength to untangle whatever false allegation Vivian had concocted this time. All I could muster was a plea to Felix. "Felix, I'm pleading with you. For the sake of what we've shared these past three years, have some compassion for my grandma."

His gaze was frosty, while Vivian snuggled closer, feigning tears but throwing me a piercing glare. "Nina, I've gone above and beyond for you. It's your continued harassment of Vivi that's dragged us into this mess."

Felix tossed his phone onto the table before me. The screen displayed a post from a secondary account of mine, attacking Vivian as a homewrecker. But I knew I had never written those words.

"Felix, it wasn't me, I swear..." I tried to explain desperately, but in my haste, I tumbled out of the wheelchair, a severe ache erupting in my stomach.

"Felix, there's something you need to know. I'm pregnant."

The pain in my abdomen intensified, forcing me to crouch on the floor, my fingers weakly grasping the fabric of Felix's trousers.

"Nina, I understand you're worried about your grandmother. But surely, you wouldn't lie about such a serious matter," Vivian's tearful interjection shattered any lingering hope I held, as Felix hesitated.

"Did you think a baby would bind me to you, Nina? Even if this is true, I'll ensure it never comes to term. For the past three years, I've regretted you didn't perish that night!"

Felix recoiled, freeing his leg from my weakening grip, his face twisted with disdain as he left me alone with Vivian. As he walked away, I felt the life inside me slipping away.

Tears silently marked their path down my cheeks, each droplet a testament to my despair.

Desperation nudged me to reach for the phone and dial for an ambulance myself.

As the medics lifted me onto the stretcher, the startling truth hit me. I didn't have a single penny with me.

When I regained consciousness after the surgery, my mother was there, her silent vigil offering a muted comfort.

"Mom, I need a divorce."

"Sure, I'm behind you," she said, her eyes red but filled with unwavering support, not the admonishment I feared.

"I'm so sorry, Mom. We may have to return Grandma to the old facility."

My words seemed to cut deep, causing her to crumble into sorrow, despite my effort to console her.

The gravity of loss settled in from my father's tearful call. My cherished grandmother was gone.

An ache throbbed in my heart.

It felt like not only had I lost Grandma and my unborn baby, but also every bit of love I had spent the last seven years giving to Felix.