My Husband Hates Me

Chapter 9 Save Me

Dorothy's reaction greatly pleased Rosalie.

She walked up to Dorothy and sneered arrogantly. "Have you forgotten what I majored in? It's a piece of cake for me to find some bags of chicken blood and a retractable knife as my props."

As it turned out, everything was a show.

Dorothy glared at Rosalie and roared angrily, "Why did you lie to Credence that the child inside me is not his? Why did you lie to him that I was the one who stabbed you? For over twenty years as your sister, I've never done you wrong or treated you unfairly. Why are you doing this to me?"

"Why? Because you were the one chosen by Credence's father."

Rosalie suddenly let out a piercing laugh. She reached out for Dorothy's slightly pale, yet beautiful face. Then, she gave her a few pinches. Jealousy and hatred flashed across her face as she said, "It's clear that Credence and I are in love with each other, but his father... That old geezer thought I was a malicious and petty person. He thought I wouldn't be able to bear the heavy responsibility of being Credence's wife. I was supposed to marry Credence, not you! The incident where you and Credence slept together was also planned by that old geezer."

"Dorothy, you've taken away my man. And after marrying him for four years, you're slowly taking away his heart as well. How could I let that happen?"

"I'm going to take away everything you own bit by bit so that you will have a taste of your own medicine!"

"Also, four years ago, I bribed a maid in the Scott family to add hallucinogens to that old geezer's food. After two years of consuming it, instead of dying, he only became vegetative. He really deserves much worse."

Dorothy shivered uncontrollably. She was dumbstruck.

"How... how could you do that?"

She had watched Rosalie growing up. Never did she expect that she had such a vicious heart hidden under her beautiful face. It was really terrifying.

"Why not? If it weren't for his interference, I would have been Credence's legitimate wife, instead of a mistress."

Rosalie smiled coldly and withdrew her hand from Dorothy's face. She turned around and ordered the men behind her, "Carry out the operation immediately. Remember, you don't have to anesthetize her."

"No! You can't do this to me!"

Dorothy was so angry that she wanted to slap Rosalie in the face. However, her limbs were firmly tied to the operating table, so she could not move at all.

Rosalie obviously wanted to torture her to death!

Rosalie's lips curled into a smirk.

"I want you to clearly feel the death of your child inside you. Enjoy this marvelous gift that I'm giving you!"

"Rosalie, God is watching your every move. You'll sow what you reap!"

Dorothy spat at Rosalie. Her eyes were burning with rage.

"Oh, really? You are so naive. Since you married Credence four years ago, I've been living in hell. Were you punished for it? Hell no!"

"You seemed to enjoy the title of Mrs. Scott very much."

Rosalie wiped her face and continued, "I'm just taking revenge now. The old geezer has already been punished. Now, it's your turn, my dear sister. Don't worry, I'll ask them to do it as slow as possible so that you can enjoy the process for a longer time."

After that, she made a gesture and stood aside to enjoy the show.

They looked at each other before retrieving the instruments from the disinfectant.

Then, they approached the operating table where Dorothy was lying on.

"No! Go away! Don't hurt my child. No!"

Dorothy let out a blood-curdling scream as she struggled with all her strength.

Her wrists and ankles were wrapped firmly with transparent tapes. The process of struggling had left stripes of blood stains on her. However, it did not stop her from putting up a fight.

She could not lose the child that she had worked so hard to get!

She would not let it happen!

Unfortunately, besides her and Rosalie, the others in the room were all Rosalie's pawns. There was no one she could ask for help.

As for Credence, he had long wanted her to disappear from this world.

"Help... Save me..."

Dorothy closed her eyes in despair, and tears rolled down her eyes.

For the first time in her life, her heart was filled with indescribable hopelessness.

Who would save her and her child?