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Noella screamed as she was dragged into the blood collection room.
Her pale arm was pierced with needles, and bright blood flowed through the tubes into a blood bag.
“Estella.” Xavier held my cold hand, his voice trembling.
“I was wrong. Please wake up and look at me.”
He looked more scared than ever before.
He was terrified of losing me, worried I would never forgive him.
When the doctor said I was getting better, something seemed to click in his mind.
He abruptly spun around and grabbed Noella’s blood–stained hair. “Where is my child?”
Noella collapsed on the ground. Her neck was bruised, but she still smiled chillingly.
“Your child? I accidentally threw that cursed child into the furnace. He must be ashes by now.”
Xavier staggered toward the furnace beside the lab as if struck by lightning.
The heat burned his skin, but he didn’t seem to notice.
He poked at the hot charcoal with his bare hands. Sparks flew and left burn marks on his face.
“My child…”
He frantically searched through the ashes, but all that slipped through his fingers was black dust mixed with bloody
foam.
“I’m sorry!”
Xavier walked back to my bedside, covered in blood, and gently placed his ash–covered hand on my face.
“Estella, look, I found our child.”
He leaned down and kissed my pale lips.
“I’ll spend my life making up for my mistakes. I’ll stay with you forever.”
When I opened my eyes again, the smell of disinfectant stung my nose.
Xavier sat by the bed with a plain white urn.
His chin and the corners of his eyes were dark, and he looked completely drained.
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Seeing my eyelashes flutter, he hurried over and grabbed my wrist tightly:”
“Estella, look. This is our child.”
A chill ran through me as I stared at the dust in his hand, feeling sick.
My voice was hoarse, like rough sandpaper.
“Xavier, let’s get a divorce.”
“No!”
He slammed the urn down on the bedside table so hard it cracked like spiderwebs.
“I won’t let you go! I was blind. I only realized you saved me seven years ago.”
His hot tears fell on the back of my hand.
“I’ll spend my whole life making it up to you. We can have more children. We can have one right now.”
When he leaned in to kiss me, I slapped him without thinking.
“Scram!”
I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, letting all my anger and despair out.
“I feel disgusted when you touch me! The biggest mistake I made was saving a madman like you!”
Xavier’s head snapped to the side from the blow, and red marks appeared on his cheek.
He suddenly laughed, but his voice was broken by sobs that revealed how shattered he was.
“It’s fine if you hate me.”
He slowly bent down beside the bed and grabbed my waist tightly.
“Then hate me forever. Don’t even think about running away.”
From that moment, the ward felt like a prison.
Every morning, Xavier waited by my side with warm, tonic soup.
But when I mentioned divorce again, he lost control.
He flipped the entire table of food. Plates shattered on the floor, and sauce splattered everywhere in ugly stains.
“I haven’t let you get rid of your hate yet, have I?”
Xavier grabbed my shoulders and shook me hard, his eyes red and wild.
“How do you want them to die? In pieces? Or with their bones crushed and ashes scattered?”
Without waiting for my reply, he pulled out his phone and gave a cold order.
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“Bring them here.”
Ten minutes later, Noella was dragged into the ward.
Her once delicate face was bruised all over. Her legs, broken by Xavier’s men, were twisted in strange angles.
My parents fell to their knees beside me, pressing their foreheads to the ground and trembling nonstop.
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