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When Lydia, Harvey's childhood sweetheart, found out I was pregnant, she went crazy and drove her car straight at me in downtown.
"How dare you carry Harvey's child?"
My abdomen was in excruciating pain, and my head was bleeding profusely.
But when Harvey, my husband who's an ER doctor, arrived at the scene, he didn't even glance at me.
He rushed towards Lydia, cursing non-stop:
"It's all Isabella's fault. How dare she hurt you? I'll kill her!"
What he didn't know was that Cora, the heiress of the powerful Grace family, was also hit along with me.
If we died, the Grace family would make sure everyone responsible for our deaths would suffer a fate worse than death!

Reborn after being killed by that b_tch

In the midst of despair, this glimmer of hope seemed incredibly precious.


"If you don't believe me, feel my belly."


"You really are trying to use the baby to lie."


He dragged me mercilessly towards the operating room.


Nearby nurses hurried over and said to Harvey Riverton:


"Mr. Blaine, your wife is receiving special care as per Miss Grace's instructions."


"Your current actions are not appropriate."


"Grace was really in the same car accident as her."


"Miss Grace went into premature labor and is now being examined in the maternity center next door."


After the nurse finished speaking, Lydia's face turned grim.


However, a flash of feigned sincerity flickered in her eyes.She approached me with reddened eyes and furrowed brows:


"Isabella, I never thought you would stoop so low as to bribe Blaine's intern to play along with your act."


"Bribing medical staff is a serious offense."


"Isabella, if you keep lying, this won't be just a simple pregnancy check-up anymore."


He finished speaking and moved to grab me.


Just then, the intern suddenly appeared at the doorway, his face pale:


"Isabella is five months pregnant with your child."


"You're the father of the baby, yet you want to operate on her."


However, Harvey completely ignored the intern's pleas.


With a "bang", the operating room door slammed shut.


Through the crack in the door, I heard the intern's voice, filled with urgency:


"We need to notify the hospital director immediately!"


"And call Miss Grace, tell her Blaine is forcing Isabella into a C-section."


Lydia leaned against the operating table.


A smug smile played at the corners of her mouth. Harvey, in an attempt to appease her, didn't even give me anesthesia.


He grabbed the scalpel and pressed it against my belly:


"Isabella, you brought this upon yourself."


"If you hadn't deliberately crashed your car into Lydia and spread lies everywhere,"


"Lydia wouldn't have been heartbroken enough to agree to the family's arranged marriage."


"She wouldn't have been forcibly given abortion pills by those despicable people right before the wedding!"


"She lost her baby, and it's all because of you!"


I was so terrified, tears streaming down my face.


Sweat had already soaked through my hospital gown.


I cried while pleading with him to spare me.


"I'll do anything if you're willing to divorce me!"


"I swear, I'll stay far away from you and Lydia."


But my pleas seemed to have no effect on him.


Harvey looked at me coldly, the scalpel hovering above my belly.


Chapter 8