“Didn’t we agree that when the child is born, I’ll take good care of it? Why did you come here again?”
Sophia gave him a side glance, “Handing him over to others to raise, might as well let him go.”
“Who said anything about handing him over to others?” Alexander urgently asked.
Sophia glanced at the woman on the ground and spoke coldly, “Your mother.”
“Alexander, didn’t you see that I was bullied by these two bitches? Hurry up and help me teach these two bitches a lesson.” The woman on the ground was now hysterical.
Alexander glanced at her, full of impatience, “Tessa Thompson. You’ve gone too far. I’ve had enough.” This woman spread the word everywhere that she was his fiancée, which was an insult to he.
Shouted at by Alexander, Tessa was stunned for a moment, “If you dare to talk to me like that, you’re not afraid… uh!”
Evelyn, who had been silent all this while, suddenly approached. Her slender hand gripped Tessa’s throat, lifting her forcefully and slamming her against the wall. She suppressed a terrifying murderous intent, her eyes turning bloodshot, a storm of mixed emotions brewing in the depths of her gaze.
“He just said your name, Tessa Thompson?”
Tessa had been scared out of her wits the moment her feet left the ground and hurriedly nodded, “Y-yes, it’s me.”
“Let me go, you… Alexander, save me!”
Alexander was also dumbfounded by this scene, staring at Evelyn in astonishment. How did he not notice that Evelyn was so fierce? But this posture seemed a bit cool.
“Alexander!” Tessa shouted again.
Alexander moved forward, ready to speak. Evelyn, with the look of someone ready to kill, turned her gaze toward him, “Get lost.”
“Okay…” Alexander took a step back, “Fine, fine…” Evelyn in this state was even scarier than a raging Henry. He glanced at Sophia, seeking help.
Sophia only replied with two words, “Deserved it.”
Evelyn tightened her fingers, intensifying the pressure on Tessa’s neck.
Tessa was on the verge of suffocation.
“Do you know Mia?” Evelyn asked, but Tessa didn’t respond. She continued, “Do you know Angela?”
A glint flashed in Tessa’s eyes, “You know Angela?”
“Angela is my best friend. If you dare hurt me, she will definitely not let you off. I…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Evelyn tightened her grip. At the same time, anger shattered all her reasons.
No one knew that in her previous life, she had a child with Henry. Pregnant for less than three months, William and Mia conspired to have her undergo an abortion.
In her dying moments, Mia had said that the drug was delivered by someone named Tessa. At that time, she didn’t even know who Tessa was.
“You deserve to die,” Evelyn gritted her teeth, completely losing her sanity.
Her mind now had only one thought – to kill Tessa.
Sophia and Alexander realized that something was wrong with her and hurriedly stepped forward to intervene.
But Evelyn fainted suddenly.
…
Evelyn didn’t know how she left the hospital. When she opened her eyes, she was already lying on the large bed in the villa.
Henry stood by, his chin covered in stubble, his eyes red, with dark circles underneath, clearly not having rested well. Upon seeing Evelyn awake, he stood up anxiously.
Evelyn gripped his hand, the bitter memories flooding back, “Henry, our child… is gone.”
At these words, Henry’s expression sharply froze. Then, he reached out to embrace her, his tone gentle, “Having a nightmare?”
Evelyn touched her flat abdomen, managing a bitter smile, “Yes, a long and dreadful nightmare, as if it lasted a lifetime.”
“It was very painful, frightening, and… helpless.” In her dream, she felt trapped in the nightmares of her previous life, with every exit tightly sealed. She only has blood, tears, and pain around her.
Evelyn didn’t know how long she had struggled. It wasn’t until Henry emerged from the halo of light that she felt redeemed.
“Fortunately, I still have you.” Her eyes were filled with affection.
She hadn’t eaten or drank anything for a whole day and night, her cheeks slightly hollowed. Henry felt heartbroken. He gently stroked Evelyn’s hair and comforted her in a low voice, “I’m here, and I’ll always be.”
Evelyn was drowsy and fell asleep in his arms again. When she woke up again, it was early morning, and she felt much better.
Soon, she realized that her current biggest problem was hunger.
After confirming she was fine with a stretch, Evelyn rushed downstairs and into the kitchen.
Eleanor took a bowl and filled it with porridge, “Boss got up early to cook this porridge.”
“He left for the branch office as there were some issues. He said, if you wake up, have some porridge first, then go out to the yard to bask in the sun, and wait for him to come back.”
Evelyn nodded. Henry’s porridge-making skills had really improved…