Chronicle of Love

Chapter 3: Bet

Linda noticed Henry's wrong reaction and coughed lightly. There was an inexplicable gleam in her eyes, "Henry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have fallen in love with you. I shouldn't have told you about what my sister did in secret. All in all, it's my fault! Please stop pressuring my sister. She cares about you so much that she’s schemed to get pregnant with another man’s sperm, hoping to win back your heart... Sister, I should apologize to you, I'm sorry!"

She sniffled and choked on her words.

"Linda, stop acting. You’re the most shameless woman I've ever seen in my life," Emma sneered as she stood up from the floor. She walked towards Linda and said with a cold smile, "You always believe that I'm the child our parents adopted from the welfare home, that my life is given by them. So, I should spend my whole life repaying their kindness, right? Yes, you're right. I owe our parents so much that I can never repay in this lifetime, but... I don't owe you, Linda!"

"In this life, the next life, and the life after that, the man I deeply love, Emma, can never be yours. Give it up!"

"Sister, I-I didn't mean it..."

Linda seemed frightened, tears streaming down her face, crying pitifully.

Henry's face darkened as he stepped forward and stood in front of Emma. He leaned down and indifferently said, "Whether to have an abortion or get a divorce, it's not up to you!"

Once he finished, he took out his phone and gave a command. Several burly men in black quickly rushed in without hesitation, then dragged Emma towards the operating room.

"No!"

Emma struggled, tears rolling down her cheeks as she fought against their grip. But her arms were no match for their strength, and she was forcibly dragged into the empty operating room.

Emma's body trembled uncontrollably.

She never expected that the arrival of the baby wouldn’t ease the relationship between her and Henry but instead intensify their conflicts.

As she saw the operating table getting closer, the only thought in her mind was to escape.

To run far away and protect the precious life growing inside her belly.

In despair, Emma tapped into her maximum potential and, taking advantage of the men's momentary lack of vigilance, broke free from their grasp and stumbled towards the door.

She didn't care about nor see anything. All she knew was that if Henry caught her, the baby would be aborted for sure.

Just as she saw Linda approaching with a provocative smile and tried to stop, it was already too late.

Soon, she felt a sharp pain in her chest, and then everything went blurry as she collapsed to the ground.

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When Emma woke up, she felt as if her whole body was being roasted on a volcano, unbearable pain engulfing her. Her eyelids were heavy and it took a struggle before she managed to open her eyes, as if an eternity had passed.

What came into view was a white ward. Thinking of the little baby in her belly, Emma instinctively reached out and gently caressed her abdomen, feeling a mix of pain and joy.

It didn't matter if Henry didn't love her. At least, she still had her baby.

But in the next moment, Emma's joy came to a halt as Linda arrived.

Her expression changed, and she frowned at her, "What are you here for? Do you want to harm me again?"

As memories slowly returned, Emma carefully recalled the scene before she lost consciousness. She realized that if it hadn't been for Linda pushing her when no one was paying attention, she wouldn't have fallen and fainted.

This younger sister, whom she had known since childhood, wasn't as innocent and harmless as she appeared.

Linda walked over and stared at Emma's abdomen for a long time, her eyes filled with coldness, "Even with all my strength, I couldn't make you miscarry. I didn't expect the bastard in your belly to be so resilient."

"Linda, it doesn't matter how you frame me, but you shouldn't harm the baby in my belly."

Emma clenched her fists tightly and glared at Linda with her beautiful eyes. She sneered, "If I tell Henry that Uncle Scott fell from the balcony and became a vegetable because of you, and even four years ago, you were the one behind the scenes when he and I slept on the same bed, do you think he’ll still be deeply in love with you?"

Upon hearing that, Linda widened her eyes dramatically, wearing an exaggerated innocent expression, "Ha-ha, would Henry believe what you said? Also, without evidence, you are defaming me. Don’t forget I can send you to jail in minutes!"

"Linda, deep down, you know very well if you did it or not." Emma squinted and sneered, "I'm not in the mood to waste words with you. The God sees everything. One day, you’ll face retribution!"

Linda remained silent, maliciously raising an eyebrow.

Since Emma wasn’t swayed by either persuasion or threats, she could only do it by herself!

Her gaze shifted and landed on the glass teacup on the table. Linda picked it up, slowly loosened her grip, and let it slip from her palm.

With a c***k, the teacup shattered.

She took out a sharp short knife from her handbag and walked leisurely towards Emma on the patient bed, smirking triumphantly, "Sister, after all is said and done, you still can't let go of Henry. Alright, let's make a bet and see whether Henry will choose you this time or me?!"

As Linda approached with a fruit knife in hand, Emma could feel the sharpness and coldness of the blade. She quickly got up from the patient bed, narrowly avoiding the attack. Leaning against the white wall, she sneered, "Linda, you've never been able to defeat me since we were kids. Even though I'm pregnant now, it won't be so easy for you to kill me."

"Sister, why would I be foolish to harm you? If I killed you, wouldn't Henry think I'm wicked?"

Linda shook the fruit knife in her hand, smirking triumphantly. Suddenly, she stabbed herself forcefully in the abdomen, reaching a depth of two inches.

Fresh red blood gushed out from the abdominal wound, staining her snow-white dress instantly into a sea of red, which was truly shocking to behold.

At this point, Emma understood everything.

Why did Linda, who always disliked white, deliberately choose a white dress today? It was to draw Henry's immediate attention to her plight and make Emma bear the blame for harming her own sister.

Realizing Linda's intentions, Emma sneered, biting her lip.

That clumsy performance could easily be seen through by Henry if he paid a little more attention.

But that man's heart had never been on her, Emma.

Perhaps... she would have to bear the blame this time.

Due to her interference, Linda became the beloved one that Henry desperately sought, while Emma became the manipulator who destroyed their romantic relationship.

At this time, Linda was injured, and Emma wasn’t only the manipulator but also the attempted murderer.

In a daze, Emma heard Linda's scream.

"Sister, why did you do this? Why did you stab me? We're sisters..."

Linda looked panicked as she deliberately threw herself onto the patient bed, falling beside Emma. She raised her head, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed, "Even if Henry loves me, after so many years of sisterhood, after my parents raised you and brought you up, you shouldn't be so heartless to me."

Then, to Emma's astonishment, Linda hit her with another shocking news. A sinister smile appeared on her lips as she said, "Sister, after this drama, Henry will definitely be determined to divorce you. To make sure you understand, I'll tell you the truth. The paternity test report in Henry's hands is fake. Guess who did it? Ha-ha-ha, that's right. It was me."

"Linda, you are despicable and shameless!"

A wave of intense anger surged through Emma's heart, causing her trembling body to lean against the wall.

Even if she tried to think with the utmost malice, she could never have imagined that her own sister, whom she had grown up with, would do such a cruel thing to her all because of a man.

“Even if I'm despicable, I can't compare to you, Emma!" Linda glared at the woman who had lived under the same roof with her for twenty-three years, not hiding her strong jealousy. "Although I’m my parents' biological daughter, because you were born three years earlier, and you are more obedient, beautiful, intelligent, and better at studying than me, you always overshadow me. As a result, outsiders only recognize you as the young miss of the Campbell family, while I, the biological daughter, am inferior to an adopted daughter like you! It's ridiculous!”

"Do you still not know how I found out about your secret pregnancy? To be honest with you, Last Saturday, when you came home, mom noticed something wrong with your sudden vomiting. She suspected you were pregnant and casually mentioned it, which I happened to hear clearly. So, without hesitation, I spent a lot of money to bribe the hospital director and obtained a fake paternity test report to give to Henry..."

As Linda became more excited, she laughed, causing her abdominal wound to open further, and blood flowed faster.

She groaned in pain, covering the bleeding area with her delicate fingers, revealing a triumphant smile, "Emma, this’s my revenge for all the effort you put into stealing Henry away from me. Not only do I want Henry to abandon you, but I also want your reputation to be ruined!"

As these words fell, the door of the ward was kicked open. A tall and cold man walked in indifferently.