Chapter 3

In my moment of distraction, hearing my scornful laughter, Garrett's face flooded with extreme mockery:

"All these years, you never learned how to soften toward me."

"Your cold face won't attract my attention — it only makes me think you're ungrateful and even more disgusting!"

As he spoke, he straightened up and asked Renee Foster in a gentle, caring voice:

"Where did she touch you? Let me help you get even, okay?"

At that moment, my mother-in-law, who had been wailing and complaining to neighbors about how I abused her, finally found her opportunity.

No longer pretending to be demented, she grabbed my hair in one swift motion.

And slammed it hard against the tree trunk!

Searing pain overwhelmed my consciousness. A bloody wound quickly appeared on my head.

I instinctively looked around for help.

But Garrett just held Renee Foster and watched coldly.

My consciousness gradually faded.

Garrett only cared about Renee Foster's unharmed belly. He couldn't be bothered to care about me, who was nearly dying.

The difference between Garrett's love and lack of love was too obvious.

We met at the hospital. I was a resident doctor with no rights, and he was a low-level pharmaceutical rep.

When my attending physician made me cry, when I couldn't answer questions during rounds, when I'd been working for twenty-four hours straight without sleep —

It was him. Despite his own exhaustion and countless rejections, he persisted.

He saw my abilities and my worth. He never stopped encouraging me, comforting me, coaxing me to dry my tears.

He even transferred a major deal he'd worked hard to secure into my name so I could successfully convert to a permanent position.

Back then, watching him always standing by my side, shielding me from trouble...

My young heart couldn't help but fall in love with him.

Many people gossiped behind my back, saying I'd sold myself just to stay at the hospital.

He felt terrible for me then, and in a rare moment of fury for my sake, he checked surveillance footage and tracked down the rumors.

In front of everyone, he proved my innocence and affirmed my medical skills.

Then he knelt before me and proposed, swearing he would only love me for the rest of his life.

Garrett gave me the most grand and brilliant love in this world.

Unfortunately, love is fleeting.

After I gave birth to our daughter Lily, my mother-in-law gradually began showing symptoms of Alzheimer's disease.

I was as busy as a spinning top, so naturally I refused Garrett's demand for a second child.

After he brought it up several times and I still wouldn't budge, his attitude gradually grew cold.

Even worse, when Lily cried at night and disturbed his sleep, he changed like a different person, roaring that he wanted to kill her.

Though we still slept in the same bed, we gradually went from sleeping in each other's arms to maintaining strict boundaries.

Until I caught him in bed with a new medical resident.

Garrett ground my face under his foot. In the middle of the night, I could never understand why he had changed this way.

Fortunately, after I made a scene, he seemed to restrain himself.

He started coming home on time and stopped demanding a second child.

Except for still not liking our daughter, everything seemed to return to normal.

Until a car accident completely shattered the peace I'd worked so hard to maintain.

But today I learned that all of it was just an act Garrett put on to get rid of me!

At this thought, grievance wrapped around my neck like a rope, tightening relentlessly.

The sourness in my chest wouldn't stop.

I could never continue living with such a rotten person after suffering such grievances.

And I absolutely couldn't let my daughter follow in my footsteps with such a rotten father!

I don't know how long passed. I was woken by someone patting me.