She kept pleading, “Daddy, please don’t kill me!”
Stephen mercilessly continued his attack, stabbing her while cursing, “Wretch! If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have married your mother! Lily wouldn’t have died!”
An irreconcilable hatred made me scream out in horror, “You murderer!”
Stephen slapped me across the face. “Crazy woman! What are you screaming for?” “You’ve embarrassed me enough by pretending to have a stomach ailment in the hospital. Now you’re pretending to be mentally ill? Fine, I’ll send you to the psychiatric ward!”
With that, Stephen tried to drag me away. He pulled me as if I were a sack of potatoes, intending to haul me off.
The pain made me scream desperately.
“Help! Murder! My husband and his mistress are conspiring to kill his legal wife! They took advantage of my illness to push me! If that’s not the act of a murderer, what is? If something happens to me today, everyone must bear witness!”
I deliberately made a scene!
There were many patients in the hospital; I was certain there had to be some kind-hearted people!
Stephen might have bribed all the hospital staff.
However, the patients’ attitudes were neutral.
I couldn’t contend with Stephen over past life grievances, as no one would believe it.
His current mistreatment of me, a patient, amounted to nothing less than attempted murder.
Indeed, under my piteous cries, people began to look at me with sympathy. Some had already taken out their phones, ready to call the police.
Seeing that everyone was moved by my pleas, I implored them further, “Please, go find Dr. Thomas. I have a perforated stomach and I’m dying!”
Just as the situation was about to escalate, Stephen suddenly helped me up.
He calmly explained to everyone, “I apologize, my wife has some mental issues. I’ll take her to see a doctor right away.”
Then he forcefully pulled me to a deserted corner and viciously grabbed my throat. “You wretch! Are you trying to spread rumors and kill me?”
I endured the pain, shifting my gaze towards the security camera above us.
A mocking smile formed at the corner of my mouth.
“Stephen, you know my condition is critical. If I die in this hospital today, you can’t escape responsibility! You’ve already laid your hands on me, and your fingerprints are on my body.
“Are you prepared to go down with me? Can you bear to lose your beloved Lily? Even if I were to die again, I’m certain I would be reborn. But you might not be so lucky!”
His eyes widened at my words. “You know the secret of rebirth? Tell me! How does one get reborn?”
