Chapter 5

Adrian refused to divorce me. He gripped my hand tightly, his eyes red.

"Olivia, don't leave. Now's not the time to throw a tantrum. I'm worried about you. Get your health back first!"

"Divorce isn't a small matter. You'd better think it through before deciding. You'll have a hard time having children again. Who would want you after divorce?"

At the celebration, he threatened me with divorce. Now that I was leaving, he panicked.

But I saw right through him. This was just another excuse to stall and torment me.

I stared at him blankly, feeling nothing but disgust but not knowing where to begin cursing him.

Adrian pulled me into his arms, holding me carefully, apologizing over and over.

"I'm sorry, Olivia. I did something terrible to you, but it's already late. If you're leaving, can you leave tomorrow instead?"

I raised my hand and slapped him, shoving him away hard.

I left without hesitation. Just as I reached downstairs, I suddenly ran into Cynthia.

She had a smile on her lips. "Actually, when you were hemorrhaging during childbirth, Adrian was with me. We were doing it in the delivery room next door."

"Can you imagine how exciting that was? He said I was so much tighter than you. With just one word from me, he could have abandoned you when you were on death's door."

"So he doesn't love you anymore. Just divorce him already."

Each word pierced me deeply. Uncontrollable pain swept through my entire body again.

The pain cut to the bone, invading every part of my marrow.

I ignored her and turned to leave. A scumbag and a homewrecker—perfect match.

Walking out of the garage, I realized I'd forgotten my car keys. When I walked back, I overheard their conversation at the door.

"Cynthia, I can't bear to have you take care of the child. It's too hard."

"I won't divorce Olivia. I'll convince her to stay and raise the child. That way we can continue our romance without the child affecting our relationship."

"Don't worry. To make sure she and I can't have children, I'll quietly remove her uterus. I promised only you would bear my child."

I was so angry my chest hurt. Fury shot straight to my head.

I'd underestimated how shameless these two were. I pulled out my phone to call the police.

Suddenly, Cynthia sensed someone outside the door. She opened it and saw me.

"Olivia, you—how are you here? Adrian, she didn't hear our whole conversation, did she?"

Adrian's expression changed. He roughly dragged me into the room.

"You—let go! What are you trying to do? This is illegal!"

He ignored me, forcefully tying me up and taking out professional surgical instruments.

"Cynthia, take off her clothes. Since you know everything now, I'll just perform the surgery on you right now."

"No choice. To keep you from leaving me, to keep you from exposing what's between Cynthia and me, I'll just remove your uterus. Then you'll never be able to have children."

Absolutely insane! These two had completely lost their minds!

I struggled desperately, screaming for help. Adrian held the scalpel and looked at me, his voice ice-cold.

"Olivia, this is for your own good. Be good. With my skills, I won't let you feel pain."

Cynthia held a syringe, rolled up my sleeve to inject anesthesia, an evil smile at the corner of her mouth.

I was terrified. "No, no! Someone save me..."

Adrian cut my skin with the scalpel. Blood sprayed everywhere. I fell into unconsciousness, completely despairing.

The next second, a large number of police burst through the door, immediately handcuffing Adrian and Cynthia.

Everything they'd just done had been transmitted to the police via my phone call.