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The scoundrel caused my miscarriage, and I made him pay with his life Novel Cover

The scoundrel caused my miscarriage, and I made him pay with his life

In a dilapidated warehouse, my husband brutally cut open my abdomen to extract the fetus. All for the sake of obtaining bone marrow from our child to save the life of the son he had with his mistress. "Honey, I'm begging you, don't hurt the baby," I pleaded with him. "Arina, don't be afraid. It won't hurt. Just a little while, and you'll be free,". Just when I was on the verge of giving up all hope, the sound of approaching help reached my ears. I felt a glimmer of joy, thinking I was finally going to escape this nightmarish hell. But then, in an instant, there was a sharp "Puff!" It was the sound of a dagger slicing through my belly. There was a deep gash in my abdomen, and blood was gushing out profusely. "Ah! My baby!" "How could you be so cruel?" I stared in disbelief at my best friend standing before me. "Arina, you have to die today..."
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Chapter 3

After my parents passed away, Davi married into my family.

Since I got pregnant, I hadn't set foot in the company.

I handed over the reins of the company to him, trusting him completely to manage it.

Now that I had uncovered his terrifying true nature, I was determined to go to the company and see for myself what was going on.

"Honey, don't worry. I'll definitely stay by your side, not leaving you for a single moment," I reassured him again, seeing his hesitation.

He finally agreed when he realized I was dead - set on going.

We arrived at the company together.

Clark greeted me with excessive enthusiasm. "Arina, long time no see. I've missed you so much!" she exclaimed, striding towards me and hugging me tightly.

As I caught a whiff of her perfume, I realized it was the exact same scent as Davi's.

Ironically, I was the one who had bought that perfume for Davi.

I pushed her away.

She was wearing a low - cut blouse today, and the red mark on her neck was glaringly obvious.

I sneered and asked, "Clark, what's with that red mark on your neck? Did you catch some nasty disease?"

The office was immediately filled with an awkward silence.

"Arina, what are you talking about? It's just a mosquito bite," she replied with a coquettish laugh, patting my hand.

"Ha, I was just joking. Don't take it seriously," I said. Moments later, she brought me a glass of milk. "Arina, you can't drink coffee like before now that you're pregnant. I made you some warm milk. Drink it while it's hot," she said.

Looking at this so - called "best friend" who seemed so caring, I thought to myself that if I hadn't discovered her true, hideous nature last night, I would still be fooled by her false kindness.

I drank the milk right in front of her.

"Ah! My stomach hurts so much," I cried out in pain.

"Honey, what's wrong with you?" Davi asked, feigning concern.

Davi quickly reached out to steady me, his eyes darting towards Clark with a fierce glare, brimming with a menacing warning.

"I didn't do anything!"

Clark exclaimed in a panic.

"My stomach's killing me. I need to use the restroom. You know how it is with pregnant women, always having to go,"

"Don't take it personally, Clark. Davi just cares about me so much that he loses his head sometimes. Please don't hold it against him,"

I added, a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of my lips.

I was certain Clark was quaking in her boots at that moment.

She was probably terrified that Davi would lay the blame at her feet. And that was exactly what I was banking on.

I wanted to set these two vultures against each other.

After all, they still needed me alive and well for their own sinister plans.

"Of course not! I'm thrilled to see the boss and his wife so deeply in love. It warms my heart," Clark replied, her voice dripping with false sweetness.

I could almost hear the sound of her teeth grinding in suppressed fury. Davi made a move to accompany me to the restroom, but I promptly declined.

"Honey, this is my own company. Do you really think I'm going to get lost?" I said with a forced laugh.

"You two focus on your important work. Don't worry about me," I added, and with that, I slipped away.

After coming out of the restroom, I made a beeline for the finance department.

If I wanted to uncover the true state of the company, there was no better place to start.

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