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On the day I was seven months pregnant, Alaric proposed to his pure love.
That woman took off the ring Alaric had placed on her finger himself and tossed it into the sea.
"Alaric, I heard Miss Langdon used to be a state swim team champion. Why don't you have her jump in and fetch my ring for me?"
Her finger traced Alaric's pecs as she breathed into his ear, "I'll play any game you want tonight."
Alaric's heated gaze roamed over her legs, then he turned to me with a smirk.
I understood his meaning and frantically clutched my belly, pleading, "Alaric, I'm seven months pregnant, and it's winter..."
But Alaric just swallowed hard and scoffed, "You don't actually think I care about that bastard in your belly, do you? It's not like you haven't miscarried before. Why act all precious now? Jump in and find that ring, or you're never coming back up!"
He had someone forcibly lift me and throw me into the sea.
I bobbed up and down in the frigid water, searching back and forth for hours.
Until I felt something draining from my belly, until the azure sea water was stained with a streak of crimson...
I looked up at the scene on the cruise ship, where Alaric was marrying his pure love amid the cheers of the crowd, and my heart finally shattered.
Seven years of marriage, nine miscarriages, this was the last time.

Seven Months Pregnant into the Sea to Retrieve a Ring

"You give me count on this - seven years of marriage, two lives lost, nine children..."


"Now all that's left is you. When you finally die, only then will we truly be even!"


The devastating blow and bone-deep pain caused me to cough up blood and collapse on the spot.


When I regained consciousness, I found myself lying in a hospital bed once again.


As soon as I opened my eyes, I heard Alaric's furious roar from outside: "What the hell are you people doing?"


"It was just a miscarriage! How could her body become so weak?"


Myra's exasperated and slightly annoyed voice came from outside: "Just a miscarriage? Have you ever had one? Do you have any idea how painful a miscarriage is for a woman? Besides, she's had nine of them! It's a miracle she's even alive!"


"There are less cruel ways to kill someone. Mr. Everhart, you really are ruthless to torment someone like this..."


My heart instantly clenched in fear, worried that Alaric might fly into a rage and harm Myra.


Chapter 5