Chapter 3

The housekeeper trembled in fear, but I had always treated her well.

So she still gathered her courage and continued to plead: "But madam is pregnant, pregnant women can't handle this kind of stress—"

The housekeeper mentioning my pregnancy was like lighting a fuse for Jack.

"Shut up!"

"I don't want to hear the word 'pregnant'! Get out!"

"Say one more word and you're fired!"

"One week! Keep that bitch Lily locked up for at least a week before letting her out!"

I really couldn't understand.

Isn't it said that even tigers don't eat their cubs?

Aren't men supposed to believe "the child is mine, but the wife belongs to someone else"?

Why was Jack so heartless towards the child in my womb?

You may not love me, but how could you be so cruel to your own flesh and blood?

You're truly an animal!

The housekeeper left, and Jack couldn't hear my curses as he continued to mourn Rose.

I watched him coldly.

Because I hated him so much, because my tears had all dried up while I was still alive.

So I smiled a sad smile.

Jack, you can no longer control my life.

I'm waiting for the day you regret this bitterly!