Chapter 4

Landon took Chloe to the hospital.

When I ran into Landon, he had just come from the direction of the operating room, his eyes bloodshot.

"What are you doing here? Did you come to see if Chloe is dead? Or to watch me suffer?"

I was here for a surgical checkup.

I didn't bother arguing with him and tried to walk around him.

He grabbed my wrist, his grip so strong it nearly crushed my bones.

"Chloe's baby couldn't be saved. It was a fully formed female fetus. You killed my daughter for the second time!"

"Let go." My stomach churned violently.

The child in my belly, perhaps knowing its birth wasn't welcomed, kept making me sick.

Seeing me like this, Landon's eyes reddened. "You hate my touch that much? I haven't even said you disgust me, so why do you find me revolting?"

Sharp, dull pain riddled my heart.

Landon really knew me-knew exactly how to stab me where it hurt most.

At that moment, a doctor approached with a report. "Mr. Cross, here are the genetic test results..."

Landon rudely interrupted him. He pointed sharply at my face and loudly proclaimed to the doctor and everyone around.

"No need to confirm! This venomous woman can't have children herself, so she had someone kick Chloe's four-month-old daughter to death! She's a murderer!"

The surrounding crowd instantly erupted.

"Can't have her own, so she won't let others have theirs either."

"No wonder her husband doesn't want her..."

A flash of satisfaction crossed Landon's eyes. He lowered his voice, his tone cruel.

"Yvonne, kneel down in front of everyone and apologize to Chloe. Otherwise, I don't mind making things even more humiliating for you."

Landon pulled out his phone and showed me a video.

These videos-Landon had kept them all along.

Those terrible, disgusting memories flooded back into my mind.

I crouched down, hugging myself tightly, my whole body convulsing.

"Yvonne, Yvonne, don't scare me..."

My body felt light. I fell into a familiar embrace.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Landon sitting by my hospital bed, looking somewhat exhausted.

Seeing me awake, his eyes reddened.

"You fool, I just wanted you to soften up a bit. How could I really do that..."

I smiled bleakly, finding it all meaningless.

"Landon, we've loved each other for so many years, yet we've become bitter enemies. You deserve full credit for that."

The hospital room door opened. Chloe walked in holding a stuffed rabbit, her eyes red.

"Honey, I just had a dream. I dreamed our daughter came to me, asking why I didn't protect her..."

Landon stood up, put his arm around Chloe's waist, and walked out while comforting her.

As he left, he paused.

"That divorce agreement-I signed it in a moment of panic. I'm treating it as invalid.

"What happened earlier was my fault, but I also hope you can apologize to Chloe for hurting her child."

Chloe curled up in Landon's arms, smirking at me provocatively.

I grabbed a vase and hurled it at Chloe.

Landon's reaction was almost instinctive. He shielded Chloe completely in his arms.

Landon turned back slowly, looking at me with eyes full of ice.

"Yvonne, I'm very disappointed in you."

The perfect couple left hand in hand.

I lay in the hospital bed, looking at Chloe's genetic test report, almost laughing out loud.