I had a fling with a younger guy back in the day. Once I had him hooked, I dumped him.
Later, he became a billionaire CEO. He found me, broke and bankrupt, and married me.
Everyone said I hit the jackpot.
But they didn’t know he brought different women home every single night.
I didn’t cry. I didn’t fuss. But it drove him mad.
He retaliated by getting his mistress, Serena, pregnant.
I stayed calm, cool as ice. He slammed me against the wall.
Chloe, do you actually love me or not?
Later, Serena and I broke our water at the same time.
I fell to my knees, telling him I loved him, begging him to take me to the hospital.
He hugged me tight, a cruel smile on his face.
I knew it!
You liar.
He shoved me away, hard.
He scooped up Serena, then walked out without a backward glance.
Ill send you to the hospital later. The pain of childbirth is your punishment!
All I saw was his retreating back as he rushed away.
My lower abdomen ached as if all strength had been drained from me.
I collapsed heavily to the floor.
Amniotic fluid gushed out, soaking my thighs, spreading a wet stain on the ground.
Weakly, I raised a hand, calling out to a maid nearby, my voice hoarse.
Please, take me to the hospital
The maid looked at me, her face full of dilemma.
Mrs. Miller, Liam specifically told us we must wait for him to return. I wouldnt dare
You wouldnt dare? I clutched my abdomen, my voice trembling from the pain.
If anything happens to me or the baby, Liam will never forgive you. Take me now!
The maid, terrified, finally scrambled to her feet and rushed out.
She had barely reached the door when Liams personal assistant, David, blocked her path.
David, Mrs. Miller is in labor. She needs to go to the hospital right away, the maid stammered nervously.
David glanced at the fluid on the floor, then at my contorted face, his tone calm.
Mr. Miller said to wait for him. Mrs. Miller is just using her pregnancy to manipulate us again. Help her back to her room to rest.
If we delay any longer, the baby will be gone! Will you take the blame?!
I desperately pushed myself up, pointing a trembling finger at him.
David offered a polite, fake smile, his eyes devoid of any warmth.
Mrs. Miller, Mr. Miller is with Miss Serena at the hospital, making sure her baby is safe. He said to wait for him to return.
You know Liams temper. No one dares to cross him.
Im in labor! The baby cant wait!
The agonizing contractions returned, like a knife twisting and tearing inside my abdomen.
I curled into a ball, cold sweat instantly soaking through my clothes.
What are you waiting for? Help Mrs. Miller to bed, now.
David snapped, his voice sharp.
Two maids immediately rushed forward, ignoring the intense pain in my abdomen, roughly grabbing my arms and dragging me towards the bedroom.
At that moment, I suddenly felt a warm liquid gushing out. I looked downit was blood!
Blood! Im bleeding!
Frantically, I grabbed a maids hand, screaming.
Take me to the hospital, quickly! Any later and the baby will really be in danger!
Mrs. Miller, I cant make that decision. Ill call the family doctor over first.
The maid pulled her hand away, guilt written on her face.
I dont want a family doctor! I need to go to the hospital!
Mrs. Miller, please dont get angry. Ill go ask David right away.
The maid finished speaking and ran out in a panicked hurry.
The pain in my abdomen was like a knife carving into my very bones.
Cold sweat, mixed with blood and amniotic fluid, soaked the velvet blanket.
Time ticked by, but no one came.
Dragging my bleeding body, I painfully shifted to the edge of the bed and grabbed Martha, who had just walked in, by the hem of her uniform, crying out.
Martha, please, go check! I cant hold on any longer
Martha nodded, her face full of sympathy.
Mrs. Miller, just hold on. Ill go hurry them up now.
But as she turned, David blocked her.
He slowly walked towards me. His gaze swept over the blood-stained blanket, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.
It was quickly replaced by cold indifference.
Let Dr. Miller take a look first.
As he spoke, Dr. Miller quickly entered with his medical bag.
Several maids immediately stepped forward and pinned down my struggling limbs.
Let go of me! I need to go to the hospital!
I twisted my body desperately, tears mixing with cold sweat.
The baby cant wait!
Dr. Miller, expressionless, examined me. Then he took out a few white pills and instructed Martha to give them to me.
Whats that?
I shook my head wildly.
I wont take it! Are you trying to kill my baby?!
Its medication to delay labor. The contractions will lessen after you take it.
No! That will cause the baby to be oxygen-deprived!
Dr. Miller remained coldly impassive, not saying another word.
Dr. Miller, your wife is also about to give birth, isnt she? If she were lying here right now, would you make her take this medication? Arent you afraid of karma?!
I endured the intense pain and looked at David again.
David, if anything happens to me and the baby, youll be the murderer! Liam Miller wont let you get away with it!
Dr. Miller and David exchanged a glance. Just as David was about to agree to send me to the hospital, his phone suddenly rang.
It was Liam.
He answered the call, responding respectfully, the hesitation on his face completely gone.
Mrs. Miller, you heard him.
His voice was filled with helplessness.
Mr. Miller said to absolutely wait for him to return. Its not that I wont help you, its that I truly dont have the authority to decide.
With that, he gave Martha a meaningful look.
Two maids immediately held down my shoulders, forcibly prying open my mouth.
Martha took the opportunity to pop the pills in.
I struggled to vomit, but the pills still slipped down my throat.
Tears streamed silently down my face. I looked at the ceiling and suddenly burst into hysterical laughter.
The laughter only made my tears flow harder.
This is excellent. Remember this day! If anything happens to my baby, I will become a vengeful spirit and drag you all down to hell with me!
Mrs. Miller is unstable. Give her a sedative shot. Dont let her hurt herself or the baby. Martha, keep an eye on her.
David frowned, then, after speaking to Dr. Miller and Martha, he turned and left.
I stopped struggling, letting the thick needle pierce my arm.
Turns out, in Liams heart, his mistress was far more important than his own flesh and blood.
To save her baby, he would let his own child struggle on the brink of death.
The despair I felt in that moment was equal to my regret for having been so determined to marry him.
I thought if I was good enough, he would see it.
Sometimes, for a fleeting moment, I believed he loved me. But now I knew: if he doesnt love you, he just doesnt.
Even carrying his child couldnt earn me a shred of his concern.
I caressed the rising curve of my abdomen. Amniotic fluid and blood had long since soaked the entire bed.
I slowly closed my eyes, tears once again wetting my face.
Liam Miller, if anything happens to my child, I will never let you go!
Perhaps the medication had taken effect, as the pain of the contractions gradually lessened.
But the blood still gushed from below. I lay weakly on the bed.
In a haze, I suddenly heard Martha calling Mr. Millers name.
Hope instantly ignited in my heart.
Had he finally softened and decided to send me to the hospital?
He still cared about me and the baby.
So I gathered all my strength and shouted into Marthas phone.
Liam Miller, quickly! Tell someone to send me to the hospital! The baby really might not make it!
Martha had put the phone on speaker, but what came through was Serenas soft yet arrogant voice.
Sister, you really need to hold on. Liam is still here with me. He cant spare a thought for you right now.
She paused, then instructed Martha.
Martha, make sure you take good care of Mrs. Miller, okay? Make sure she listens to Liam.
Serena, let Liam take the call
Before I could finish, someone clamped their hand over my mouth, leaving me to only make muffled sounds.
Martha smiled fawningly into the phone.
Dont worry, Miss Serena, weve already given her the delay medication. Mr. Millers instructions will definitely be followed.
Thats good. Serenas voice was filled with triumph. If Sister is still in pain later, I know a method that can both stop the pain and help her last until Liam gets back.
What method?
Martha urgently asked.
I held my breath, staring intently at the phone, wanting to hear what twisted idea shed come up with next.
The voice on the phone suddenly turned sinister.
First, hang her upside down, head first, feet up. After five minutes, the baby will slowly retract. Then, find a rope and tie it tightly below her abdomen. That will naturally help her last longer. If that still doesnt work, then
She deliberately raised her voice:
Like, stitch her up. In short, no matter what method you use, you must wait until Liam returns.
I desperately shook my head, but only muffled sounds came out.
Martha stood frozen, her face ashen, only managing to force out a sentence after a long moment.
Miss Serena, isnt that inappropriate? Something bad could happen
How could it?
Her voice was full of disdain.
Where Im from, to make sure the baby is born at a good time, people often do this. Babies are resilient, you know.
She paused for two seconds, then continued.
Liam is right here next to me, and this is his idea. Hes the one who asked me to call and tell you. He said he needs to properly fix Chloes jealous streak. And he said to protect my baby at all costs. If you go soft, and anything happens to me, Liam will never forgive you.
Ignoring the gushing blood from below and the pain of the contractions, I violently broke free from the maids and screamed.
No! Liam wouldnt do this to me and the baby! Youre lying! You evil woman! Martha, dont listen to her!
But the next second, two maids roughly pressed me back onto the bed.
Tears streaming down my face, I looked at Martha, pleading desperately.
Martha, youre a mother too. Can you really be so heartless towards my baby?
Martha was trembling, sweating profusely, even the hand holding the phone was shaking violently.
Serena was relentless.
Liam said hell divorce her soon. You need to think carefully about whos more important, me or her.
Then the phone was abruptly hung up.
After a moment of silence, Martha suddenly spoke to the maids.
Let go of Mrs. Miller.
A surge of joy filled me. I thought she had finally taken pity on me. I weakly reached out to her.
Martha, quickly, to the hospital. Any later and it will be too late.
But she sharply turned her face away, avoiding my gaze, and instructed the maids.
Get some ropes.
Martha, what are you doing? You cant do this! I stared at her, horrified.
But she acted as if she hadnt heard me. Then two maids forcefully pinned me down on the bed.
Ropes savagely bit into my hands and feet, instantly leaving raw, bloody marks.
Every movement felt like my flesh was being ripped open.
Mrs. Miller, this is for your own good. Please, bear with it.
Martha threw out this sentence, then shouted to the maids again.
Bring the metal frame!
For my own good? I looked at her, tears streaming uncontrollably.
Dont believe Serenas lies! No matter what, Liam wouldnt treat me like this! He swore hed never hurt me!
But no one listened. Not a soul. Not until the metal frame was finally wheeled into the room.
They grabbed my arms and forcibly dragged me towards the frame.
A long trail of blood instantly marked the floor.
The baby in my womb seemed to sense the danger, suddenly kicking wildly in my belly.
The agonizing contractions returned, and I could barely breathe from the pain.
Then, they hung me upside down on the metal frame, head first.
My head pounded, the baby violently kicking my abdomen. Black spots danced before my eyes.
Tears streamed down my forehead, mixing with my damp, sticky hair.
Liam Miller, please come back and see me! Are you really so heartless?
Liam Miller, I really cant hold on any longer. The baby will really
As my consciousness blurred, I thought I saw Liam walking towards me, smiling.
Just like before, he kissed my forehead, his voice tender.
Chloe, Ill protect you and our child from now on. Dont cry.
Chloe, Ill give up everything for you, even my life.
I reached out, my hand trembling, but I couldnt grasp him.
The excruciating pain from the rope constricting my lower abdomen violently yanked me back to consciousness.
Moments later, a maid brutally pulled me down from the metal frame.
My back slammed hard against the floor, as if my bones would shatter.
The rope binding my abdomen dug into my flesh, intensifying the contraction pain.
The more I curled up, the tighter the rope bit, as if it was crushing my internal organs.
Just then, a tearing, plummeting pain suddenly erupted from below.
My hand trembled as I beckoned Martha.
Quick, Im really giving birth
Jenny, a maid who had just entered, suddenly gasped and screamed.
Martha, the baby the babys crowning! Get her to the hospital, fast!
Marthas face went white, but she just spun around in confusion.
I stared at her, weak and in pain all over.
Please! Any later and the baby will be gone!
She suddenly raised her hand, her eyes cold.
Get a needle and thread. First, sew up her lower body.
No!
Jenny rushed to the bed, spreading her arms to protect me.
Mrs. Miller and the baby will die! Youll have to step over me first if you want to sew her!
Do you dare defy Mr. Millers orders?
Martha scolded sharply.
But theres so much blood!
Jenny cried, her voice choked.
Martha, how can you be so cruel?
If we upset Mr. Miller and Miss Serena, we wont even be able to save our own lives!
Tie her up! Dont let her interfere!
Two maids rushed forward, dragging Jenny towards the metal frame.
Tape was slapped over her mouth. Her eyes bloodshot, she struggled desperately. The metal frame was knocked to the ground, hitting her back hard.
She curled up on the floor, her body convulsing violently, and remained motionless for a long time.
Enduring the pain in my lower abdomen, I screamed, my eyes red.
Let her go! You monsters! I hope you all rot in hell!
The next second, tape was sealed tightly over my mouth.
Martha took the needle and thread, lifted my dress, and plunged the long needle into the flesh of my lower body.
Excruciating pain instantly spread through my entire body, like a sharp knife carving into my flesh.
I shook my head wildly, tears mixing with cold sweat.
The maids held down my hands and feet tightly, making it impossible for me to move even an inch.
Mrs. Miller, its a cosmetic stitch, wont leave a scar.
Marthas face was expressionless, her needle still pushing deeper.
No anesthetic is better for you. Childbirth is much worse than this, anyway. Youll get through it. Well send you to the hospital once Mr. Miller returns.
I looked at these inhumane people, closed my eyes, and gave up struggling.
Just then, the door was violently thrown open.
What are you doing?! Stop it!
Liams sister, Sarah,s stern voice echoed from outside the door.
The air in the room instantly froze. The maids hurriedly released me, all lowering their heads in unison.
Martha stood frozen, her face pale, her hands stained with blood, smearing her uniform.
Liam and Sarah had grown up together, their parents having passed away when they were young.
Liams success today was half due to her efforts.
In the Miller family, her word carried more weight than Liams.
Sarahs gaze swept over the purple bruises on my abdomen, the blood-soaked bed, and the half-finished, bloody stitches in my lower body.
Through the fresh blood, a glimpse of the babys hair was visible. She stumbled, clutching the doorframe, her voice trembling.
Who gave you the audacity?! How could you be so wicked?!
It it was Mr. Miller who said we had to wait for him to return
Before Martha could finish, Sarah raised her hand and slapped her twice, hard, drawing blood from the corner of her mouth.
That wretched woman again! Shes behind this!
Sarah was trembling with rage.
I dont have a cold-blooded brother like him! And the Miller family certainly doesnt have an animal who hurts his wife and child!
Shes Mrs. Miller! How dare you treat her like this! If anything happens to her and the baby, I swear Ill make you pay a hundred times over! Youll rot in jail! Get her to the hospital, now!
The maids scrambled to untie the ropes from my body.
The moment the ropes loosened, I felt a sudden relief in my abdomen.
Immediately, more blood gushed down my thighs, and the excruciating pain below remained.
Sarah rushed over, crouching beside my bed, her voice shaking uncontrollably.
Chloe, Im so sorry Im late. Youve suffered so much. You have to hold on! Please, dont give up!
I looked at her red-rimmed eyes, wanting to reach up and wipe her tears away, but then my vision suddenly went black.
In a daze, I felt myself enveloped in a warm embrace, carrying a faint, clean scent.
Sarahs tearful voice whispered in my ear.
Chloe, look at me. Dont sleep. Im taking you to the hospital right away!
I wanted to respond, but no words would come out of my throat.
I only heard a maids sudden scream nearby.
Blood! So much blood! The baby I think I saw the babys head moving!
Sarah suddenly looked up, pointing her blood-stained right hand at Martha, roaring.
What are you waiting for?! Call an ambulance! Quickly!
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