He Fed Me to the Beasts and Called It Love Chapter 04

He Fed Me to the Beasts and Called It Love Chapter 04: The White Bone Flute

Completely broken, I dragged my mangled body to Hailey’s feet and began slamming my forehead against the floor, begging over and over again.

“I was wrong! Please, I beg you, spare my baby! He’s so small… please!”

Ethan kicked me away without a shred of hesitation. I turned to the arena doctor, crawling on my hands and knees, weeping hysterically.

“Please, doctor, don’t hurt my child! I’m begging you, hes innocent!”

Losing his patience, Ethan strode over, yanked me up by my hair, and slapped me across the face several times. My face instantly swelled up, bruised and bloody. I kept sobbing, desperately trying to find a sliver of humanity in them. As the doctor prepared to plunge the syringe of anesthesia into my arm, Hailey suddenly called out:

“Wait a minute!”

For a fleeting second, I thought she had finally decided to spare my baby. But a sickening grin spread across her lips.

“Why waste valuable anesthesia on such a minor procedure? Using too much numbing medication is bad for the health anyway. Since Chloe is so incredibly tough, I’m sure she can handle this tiny bit of pain.”

A flicker of hesitation crossed Ethan’s eyes. Seeing his doubt, Hailey instantly pouted, looking incredibly hurt and aggrieved.

“Ethan… you don’t actually think I’m trying to be cruel to Chloe, do you?” Tears filled her eyes as she turned and ran out of the room in a theatrical sob.

“Hailey! Wait!” Ethan cried out in panic, sprinting after her without a backward glance.

I screamed and struggled on the operating table, but the cold metal tools tore into my flesh. The physical pain eventually gave way to a horrific numbness as a warm, heavy flow of fluid gushed out of my body, taking my baby’s life with it. A short while later, Hailey returned, her bright red lips curled into a satisfied pout, staring at the bloody mass of flesh with twisted curiosity.

“Ethan, I heard that an unborn child’s bones possess the purest spiritual energy. Why don’t we find an occult master to craft something out of it? Consider it Chloe’s way of apologizing to us.”

Looking at my lifeless, bleeding form on the table, a strange, fleeting look of unease crossed Ethan’s face. “Clean yourself up and get some rest,” he muttered coldly to me. Then, cradling the jar containing my baby’s remains, he hurried out of the room with Hailey

I lay there in the dark, my eyes staring blankly at the ceiling until night fell. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a text. It was a video message from Hailey. In the video, a sinister occult master extracted my baby’s tiny bones and carved them into a white bone flute, handing it over to Ethan. With an air of solemn reverence, Ethan placed the bone flute around Hailey’s neck, and the two of them shared a passionate kiss while the surrounding sycophants cheered and offered their congratulations.

“Ethan, even though Chloe betrayed you, she’s still mourning her lost child,” Hailey’s voice purred in the video, dripping with malice. “Why don’t we throw a truly special funeral for her baby?”

Ethan wrapped his arms tightly around her, his eyes dark and cold. “Let’s put on a massive, country–wide fireworks display. I know how much you love fireworks, sweetie. Let’s consider it a grand blessing for that

little bastard’s departure.”

Watching my innocent child’s remains be desecrated so brutally, a violent, soul–crushing agony tore through my heart. In that exact moment, my hatred for Ethan Foster reached an absolute peak. Dragging my heavily bleeding body, I crawled to the iron–barred window of my cell. Through the narrow gaps, I could see brilliant, colorful fireworks exploding beautifully across the night sky. I collapsed to my knees, weeping hysterically as dark blood erupted from my body once again.

“I swear… I will make you both pay for this in blood!” I screamed into the night.

The thick, metallic scent of my blood rapidly diffused through the air. In the adjoining cages, the apex predators caught the scent and went completely feral, roaring and slamming against their enclosures. The heavy boots of a guard kicked the cell door open.

“Shut the f*ck up! Stop making that goddamn noise, it’s bad luck!” he barked, spitting on the floor. “Miss Logan is Mr. Foster’s one true love. Did you seriously think you were still some kind of royalty, Mrs. Foster? Trash! Get the hell up and move to the arena. A useless *tch like you sure is hard to kill.”

I was brutally shoved into the arena, directly into the middle of the frenzied pack of ravenous beasts. I could hear the sickening sound of my own flesh being ripped and shredded from my bones. Blood mixed with tears streamed down my face, my hatred burning into an eternal flame. “Hold on, my baby… Mommy is coming to be with you!” I whispered as my vision began to fade.

On the other side of the arena, Ethan watched the live broadcast as the host screamed with intense, manic fervor: “Wow! What a thrilling scene! The tycoon’s wife, the legendary Investment Queen, has just been torn to pieces by the beasts!”

Catching the absolute, dead emptiness in my eyes on the screen, Ethan suddenly stood up, a strange panic seizing his heart. Hailey immediately began to sob, burying her face in his hands. “Today was supposed to be our special day… why did Chloe have to ruin it on purpose?”

Remembering how deeply I used to love him, Ethan let out a forced, mocking scoff. “If she wants to put on a show, let her play her little game. Since she loves the beast arena so much, schedule her for a dozen more matches.”

Right then, his phone rang. A bodyguard’s voice trembled over the line, filled with absolute terror: “Mr… Mr. Foster… the medical team just checked… Mrs. Foster is gone. She has been completely torn to shreds by the beasts. There’s nothing left.”