My Husband Hates Me

Chapter 14 The Child Is Yours, Do You Believe It?

Dorothy did not expect that Credence would ignore her fierce resistance. He had imprisoned her in the

room without allowing her any freedom of movement.

When she met his cold gaze, she was on the verge of breaking down. "Credence Scott, I'm not a

criminal. What right do you have to treat me as one?"

He originally did not intend to explain anything to her. However, upon hearing her accusation, he

leaned over and grasped her chin violently. "All because of your ambiguous relationship with Juelz

Sherman, and the unknown father of the child in your belly."

"Don't test my patience. Otherwise, the Sherman family and Juelz will vanish without a trace from Talco

City tomorrow." He added coldly.

Dorothy's face was full of despair. "It's all my fault. I should not have fallen in love with you, let alone

having the title of Mrs. Scott. Let's get a divorce. From now onward, you are free to love whoever you

like, and you can marry whoever you want. I will not interfere. I'm not qualified to anyway. Let's just

separate on good terms, shall we?"

"Are you going to marry that Sherman after divorcing me? Let me warn you, if you don't wish to see

him die, stay away from him!"

Credence suddenly tightened his grip on her chin. "This is the last time I'm asking you. Do you have

anything to do with my father's accident? Also, who is the father of the child?"

Tears ran down her cheeks. She suddenly felt cold all over, and her body could not help but tremble.

She had never thought that, after forcing her to donate her kidney to Rosalie, he was now pointing

fingers at her without any guilt.

At this moment, she was completely heartbroken. Still shedding tears, she smiled. "If I tell you that the

incident had nothing to do with me, will you believe me? And if I say that the child is yours, will you trust

me?"

Her eyes gleamed with the sheen of tears. She fixed her gaze on him intensely, but her tone as calm

as still water, as if she was an outsider.

But her flushed face and red eyes had betrayed her true feelings. She was not as calm as she

appeared to be.

Credence's gaze landed on her eyes which were flooded with tears, and then on her soft and pale lips.

For some reason, his heart fluttered, as though a splinter was piercing through it, with a mixture of pain

and pleasure.

Surprisingly, Dorothy's tears made his heart ache for her.

That was a feeling that he had never experienced before.

He coughed lightly and ignored the strangeness he felt in his heart. Meeting Dorothy's eyes, he

suddenly let out a cold laugh. "Rosalie needs time to recuperate. A month later, the kidney transplant

surgery would be arranged. You'd better prepare yourself."

Dorothy was stunned. Her face was as pale as a ghost.

Even after Credence had left for a long time, his cruel words still lingered in her ears.

......

Around ten thirty pm, Dorothy opened the window and climbed out of it carefully while the servant who

was monitoring her took a snooze. She escaped successfully.

Unfortunately, she was blocked by Credence at the door of the back garden.

The woman who stood behind him was none other than Rosalie.

Rosalie hid her pride and said in a gentle voice, "Stop acting rashly. It's not good for you and your baby.

Credence and I will talk to the doctor about the kidney transplant. Perhaps there's no need for you to

donate your kidney to me after a month. We will certainly come up with a solution."

Seeing that Rosalie was putting on an act again, Dorothy could not stand her disgusting behavior

anymore. She raised her hand and slapped Rosalie on the face, questioning her furiously, "Stop putting

on a show before me! You're the one who made Sheldon a vegetable! And you forged the paternity test

report as well! As for your kidney, there was no rupture at all. Why do you even need a transplant?

Everything you did was to take revenge on me. You told me this yourself."

Dorothy then took a deep breath. Pointing at Rosalie, she said with a sneer, "Credence, the real culprit Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

is here. Just ask her!"

Credence knocked off Dorothy's raised arm and looked at her with a sinister gaze.

"I've investigated everything, and everything is linked to you. Could you think twice before you point

your fingers at Rosalie?"

His icy look made Dorothy feel that it was entirely possible that he would kill her the next moment.