Marriage With A Evil Heart

I never expected the scene unfolding before my eyes. It was too bizarre. Clearly, the video recorded him entering Sherry’s room without coming out, so how could he be here?

I stood rooted to the spot, staring at him in bewilderment. He, too, kept his gaze fixed on me and slowly stood up.

The next moment, I burst into loud sobs and stumbled towards him, throwing myself into his embrace. I tightly wrapped my arms around his neck, hanging on his chest, crying with tumultuous emotions.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Acting! Wasn’t it just acting? I wanted to see who could deliver a better performance.

Robert’s body visibly tensed for a moment. Then, he extended his arms to encircle my waist, lowered his gaze to scrutinize me, a hint of bewilderment flickering in his eyes.

“Hubby… where did you go? I couldn’t find you. Someone was chasing me… and they, they used needles to stab me!” I poured out my acting skills, continuously uttering, “My head hurts so much. They pierced me… it hurts so much. Don’t leave me, please don’t…”

“It’s okay. Don’t cry, I’m here. I’ve been here all along, haven’t I?” His large hands gently stroked my back, consoling me in a warm voice.

“I couldn’t find you. You weren’t there. Where did you go?” I persistently lightly pounded his chest, “Someone bullied me… it’s pitch-black everywhere, so dark. I’m so scared. I can’t find you!”

I deliberately rambled incoherently, but my tears were genuine. I didn’t believe that this warm embrace no longer belonged to me, my home was undergoing who-knows-what changes. Where had the man who had cared for me so much gone? Why had he suddenly become like this? In this moment, the accumulated grievances, fears, and helplessness over the past few days were all vented out.

“Why?” I almost blurted out my innermost thoughts, wanting to ask him why he treated me like this.

“Ah…” I cried out, disguising my slip of the tongue. I raised my hand to touch the stabbed area, “Here, a very long needle… It pierced me. It hurts so much!”

The gut-wrenching cries led to a rapid depletion of my weakened body. I involuntarily collapsed, feeling on the verge of fainting. My heart raced so fast that I felt nauseous, the taste of saltiness rising in my throat.

“Daisy, stop crying, Be good!” Robert seemed to notice that something was wrong with my condition. My body slid down in his arms, and he quickly carried me back to my room, laying me on the bed before turning on the lights.

I continued to cry, choking out accusations, “I can never see you. Do you… Do you not love me anymore? You let me be bullied and mistreated. Robert… look, come and see, I got stabbed here! Right here! It hurts so much…”

I pointed to my head, intentionally testing him to see his reaction.

He bent down, looking concerned, and examined my head. Gently touching the spot I indicated, he looked at me with confusion. “It’s fine here. You’re having a dream, a nightmare! Don’t worry, I won’t leave you. I’ll stay right here!”

His words shattered the hope I had been holding onto, plunging me into the depths of despair. In that moment, any remaining hope was completely shattered.

Robert, you deserve a miserable death! I cursed him fiercely in my heart.

Unprecedented despair overwhelmed me, and I cried out in utter desperation. Blood gushed from my mouth, however, my thoughts remain exceptionally clear.

Robert panicked, hastily using tissues to wipe away the blood. I saw the alarming red stains on the white tissue.

At that moment, all my beliefs collapsed, and internal panic gripped me. Was I going to die? No, I haven’t sought revenge yet. I can’t die. I must stay alive, taking my children far away from this demon.

I rolled my eyes and, with a clear mind, ‘fainted’ away.