My Reborn Husband Didn't Save His Mom

Billy smirked through the screen. "You're going all out for this act, Isabel. Forgot what happened last time? Need to lose the baby to learn?"

"I'm not acting!" I screamed.

My abdomen sank, something slipping away. Blood pooled beneath me.

Something was wrong with the wine. I realized it had been spiked with an abortion drug.

"This is our child! He's eight months old!" I cried my heart out.

He didn't flinch. "You know how that kid happened. Good riddance. You don't deserve my child. Only Alicia does."

I knew what he meant. Teresa, desperate for a grandkid, had spiked his milk to get us together.

Billy always thought it was me, no matter how hard I tried to explain it. Since I got pregnant, he'd been cold to me and stuck with Alicia all the time, saying he owed her.

Just then, Emily sent a video of Teresa, beaten and bruised.

Her legs were detached, and she moaned in pain, "Billy, I can't take it. Save me!"

I shoved the phone at them, but Billy only got colder. "One trick fails, so you try another? Even faked a video. Good for you, but I'm not falling for it this time."

My strength gave out, and I blacked out.

When I woke up, I was at the party. Billy's arm was around Alicia as he toasted the crowd.

I crawled to him, grabbing his pants leg. "You have to save Teresa. Believe me just this once. Her life is in your hands."

The pain was excruciating, but I refused to give up.

"You're still acting?" he snapped. "That's my mom. You think I'd let her die?"

...

He kicked me away, brushing off his pants like I was filth.

"If you don't believe me, send someone to check if she's home," I insisted.

Reluctantly, he sent a guy.

Soon, a call came. "Boss, everything is fine. Mrs. Stone Sr. is reading at home."

The man even sent a video of Teresa sitting calmly at her desk. I was stunned, wondering if she wasn't kidnapped at all.

Billy sneered, kicking me in the abdomen. "You're vile. Still lying on your last breath?"

Ignoring the tearing pain, I called Emily. "Is Mom back?"

"She is," Emily replied.

Relief hit me, but her following words shattered it.