My Husband Gave My Children to Another Woman

Chapter 4

The next day, Jane decided to leave.

She had barely taken a few steps when a ball came flying straight at her head.

Staggering from the pain, she heard children's taunts and laughter around her.

"i***t! Moron! Too stupid to even dodge a ball—you deserved that!"

Seeing the child she had carried for ten months and risked her life to give birth to now pointing accusing fingers at her, a whirlwind of emotions raged inside her, yet she could not utter a single word.

Just then, Serena came hurrying over, a glimmer of unreadable emotion in her eyes.

"Are you okay? Sorry. Kids can be cruel. Let me get you something for that."

Jane was led into a room.

As the door shut and the ointment touched her forehead, a sharp, burning pain flared up.

Jane squeezed her eyes shut from the agony, recoiling as she asked in a trembling voice,

"What did you just put on me?"

Serena's expression changed. The caring pretense vanished, replaced by open glee.

"Chili water, of course." She let out a soft laugh. "Hot enough for you? Does it burn?"

So everything that had just happened—all of it had been an act.

Jane moved to leave, but Serena had already planted herself in front of the door.

"I knew you were trouble from the start."

"You knew it?"

Jane looked up to hear a mocking laugh.

"These kids... they're your mirror image. How could I miss it? I just wonder—hearing your own children call another woman 'Mommy'—that can't be pleasing, can it?"

Jane gave her a cold glance, then hurled the chili water back at her.

The children who hated her, the man she'd once loved—she wanted none of them.

But as she reached the bottom of the stairs, the servants moved as one to block her path.

"What are you trying to do?"