THROWN OUT LIKE TRASH CAUGHT BY A BILLIONAIRE

Chapter 6

"Why did you even marry such a useless woman after all the money we spent on her to get pregnant? Now she lost the baby, she is utterly useless."

"Where is my baby? Luke, where is my baby?" I screamed, my hands grabbing his shirt and shaking him with every ounce of strength I had left.

"No, no, Your mother is the cause of this, She pushed me down, That's why I lost my baby, No, No..."

"Bella, calm down, It's just a baby, a lot of women miscarry all the time, you can just have another one," Luke said, as he pried my fingers away from his shirt.

"Luke, your mother shoved me onto the floor, She did it on purpose," I screamed, grabbing his arm as he tried to walk away.

"She didn't deliberately make you lose the baby, Bella," Luke snapped, shaking my hand off his arm with a cold glare.

"Who even know, you would be that weak? Besides, did my mother not raise you from when you were ten years old to adulthood after your parents died? My mother took you in when you had nothing, she fed you, she sheltered you, She wouldn't hurt you deliberately."

"She watched me bleed, She called me dramatic while I was losing our child, and this all you have to say."

"Enough, Bella, my mother gave you a home when you were a nobody, If you weren't so clumsy and careless, none of this would have happened."

"Luke... I lost our baby because of your mother, and this is all you have to say to me? You aren't even feeling remorseful about it?"

"What is there to be remorseful about?" my mother-in-law snapped, stepping to the front of the bed.

"You lost the baby because you are bad luck, That's how you jinxed your parents to their early grave, so don't you dare try to blame me."

"Sir, I have something I need to tell you," the doctor said, walking into the room, as Luke followed the doctor out into the hallway, leaving the door cracked open.

"Son, what did the doctor say?" my mother-in-law asked the second Luke stepped back inside.

"He said she is fine," Luke answered, looking straight past me, "Just that it will be difficult for her to conceive again because of the miscarriage."

"Did you hear that, Luke?" I screamed, scrambling up onto my knees on the hospital bed.

"Did you hear what your mother's actions just cost me? I may never have children again, Your family just stripped away the one thing that I always wanted."

"Stop shouting Bella, You are making a scene over nothing, " Luke yelled, stepping closer to push me back down by my shoulders.

"You heard the doctor, it's just difficult, not impossible Why do you always have to exaggerate everything to make me look like the bad guy?"

"Over nothing, huh?" I muttered, batting his hands away as more tears stream down my face.

"Our baby is gone, a dead baby is nothing to you? Or is it because it was my body broken on the floor instead of yours

"Do not dare talk to me like that Bella," Luke snapped, his face flushing red as he pointed a finger in my face.

"You are unstable, Bella, This is why you can't handle anything on your own, My mother was right to try and put you in your place, she didn't plan for all this to happen, so stop whining."

"Why do bad things always happen to me? Why?," I muttered, clutched my empty stomach.

"Wipe those tears and come on, let's go," my mother-in-law yelled, grabbing my arm and dragging me straight off the hospital bed.

The next morning, the clock on the wall read eight o'clock, and Luke still hadn't come back home all night, he knew I had just lost our baby, and he didn't even care.

Am done playing the good wife, I muttered, my hands trembled as I picked up my phone from the nightstand and dialed the number I had been too terrified to call.

"Hello? Is this Miss Donna?"

"Yes, who is this please?"

"It's me, Luke's wife, we met weeks ago at that diner downtown, you said you had a lot of dirt on my husband... can we please meet again?"

"Oh? The sweet little housewife is finally calling me back? I thought you trusted your precious husband with your life."

"I don't care about any of that anymore, just tell me do you still have does evidence."

"Of course, Honey, I have videos, financial records, text messages, and a whole lot more, but are you sure your fragile little heart can handle seeing what your loving husband does behind your back?"

"I lost my baby yesterday, Miss Donna, I have nothing left to lose, Name the time and place."

"Sure, meet me at the same place later this afternoon."