A pool of bright red blood dyed the white bedsheet red, and the pain of being hollowed out from below made Marie, who fainted on the operating table, gradually regain consciousness.
Marie curled up on the bed, her hand unconsciously on her abdomen.
Two lines of hot tears slid down her cheeks, her heart was like a knife, and the last glimmer of hope was ultimately destroyed.
The pain from her body and the pain of being stripped away in her heart made her hate!
Marie hated the man she had loved for ten years, the husband who had tormented and humiliated her for three years, Ethan Hunt.
She hated the sister who was once close but would not hesitate to kill her grandmother and frame her for the sake of the family property and her admiration for Ethan, Sarah Connor.
"Finally woke up, my sister."
The harsh voice came from her ear, and Marie quickly wiped away the tears on her cheeks, got up, and slapped Sarah on the left face: "This slap is for my unborn child."
"Pa!"
"And this slap is for the grandmother you killed."
Maries palm was numb, and her resentment was like a fire burning all over her body, gradually getting hotter.
Without any expectation, without giving Sarah a chance to dodge, two slaps fell on her face, instantly branding a hint of crimson.
Sarah raised her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes full of malice, and glanced at the operating room: "I did kill grandma, but so what? Has Ethan ever believed you?"
Marie endured the pain from her body, held back the tears in her eyes, and her face was tough and firm: "I just lack evidence, you must not show a hint, or I will make you pay in blood!"
"Dont overestimate yourself, even if you find evidence, Ethan wont believe it, in his eyes, you will always be a murderer!" Sarahs mouth slightly hooked up, revealing a disgusting smile: "My dear sister, I will let you see later, your husband will always only believe me!"
Before Marie could react, Sarah deliberately messed up her hair and screamed loudly.
"Ah - Im sorry, Marie, Im sorry, dont do this!"
Ethan, who was outside the operating room, rushed in when he heard Sarahs scream, and hugged her: "Whats going on, whats wrong with you?"
"Ethan, Marie hit me all because I aborted your child, and I feel very guilty, but I dont want her to hate me!" Sarahs hypocritical tears burst out, her voice soft and pitiful.
"Dont cry, its not your fault." Ethan wiped away the tears on Sarahs cheeks, combed her messy hair, and looked at Marie with a fierce and terrifying look: "Dont be too rampant, I dont want this child, if I know you hurt Ruoruo again, I will not let you this crazy woman have a good life!"
"Who is the one who doesnt even want their own child? I think you, Ethan, are the one who is crazy!" Marie gritted her teeth, staring at Ethan, who would only believe Sarahs one-sided words forever.
This question made Ethan shudder.
He looked at the woman in front of him, whose face was pale and whose lower clothes were stained with blood, and a hint of doubt flashed across his face: "Compared to the cruel things you have done, what I have done is nothing?"
"Dont argue! Its because of me that you are like this." Sarah suddenly shouted, then took out the stomach cancer examination report that she had taken from Marie and later tampered with by the nurse from her pocket.
"I wont live much longer... Soon, I will never appear in front of you again! So can you get along well for my sake, and Ethan, before I die, I just want to stay by your side and be with you!"
Marie grabbed the paper from Sarahs hand.
The inspection report that clearly had her name on it was forcibly changed to Sarahs name, and the resentment in her heart gradually expanded at this moment. She pounced at Sarah, whose eyes were full of laughter: "Sarah, you have no shame!"