Barren, Betrayed, But Backed By A Secret Billionaire Dad: I’ll Make Them Pay In Blood Chapter 01

Barren, Betrayed, But Backed By A Secret Billionaire Dad: I’ll Make Them Pay In Blood Chapter 01

My husband’s childhood sweetheart had taken her pranks to a whole new level.

This time, she cut my brakes, and with me being eight months pregnant, I was thrown out the car window and lost the baby on the spot.

I was in unbearable pain, while Megan Taylor proudly high-fived my husband. The two of them laughed so hard they nearly doubled over.

After what felt like forever, the ambulance finally arrived.

Yet when I was pushed into the operating room, the surgeon discovered that the scalpel had been swapped with a toy switchblade.

From outside came Megan’s loud, gleeful laughter.

“This time I fooled everyone again. I’m amazing!”

After eight long hours, I finally escaped death. When I was wheeled out of the operating room, I broke down and called the police.

Adwan Jones snatched the phone from my hands without hesitation.

“She’s just a kid who likes to play around. Do you really have to take her so seriously?”

“I told you I’d let her off a hundred times. This is only a few. How can you already be acting like you can’t handle it?”

I froze.

So he had forgotten. This was already her ninety-ninth prank.

Adwan, I could handle it. I only hoped you could too.

…

“There will be other children,” he said, “but let’s agree on one thing first. Don’t make things harder for Megan. She already feels guilty enough.”

He stood warily between us, as if to shield her.

When I had lain in a pool of blood begging for help, he hadn’t panicked. When the doctor asked him to sign a critical condition notice, he hadn’t flinched.

Yet at this moment, when it came to Megan, I saw unease in his eyes.

My nails dug into my palms, and something inside my chest seemed to shatter.

Our baby, who had been about to come into this world, had turned into nothing but blood, and to him it meant nothing—nothing compared to Megan.

Suddenly, a sharp pain tore through me.

Adwan instinctively took a step toward me, but Megan’s playful smile drew his attention back.

She blinked at me and said sweetly, “I didn’t know this would happen. I’m sorry, okay?”

“Jelena, I only tease you because I like you so much. Adwan’s such a blockhead, I can’t even be bothered to play tricks on him!”

Adwan twisted her nose with mock annoyance, his eyes full of affection.

“Who are you calling a blockhead, hmm?”

They laughed together for a long while, until my voice cut through their joy.

“I’m going home.”

I turned and walked away.

I hadn’t expected Adwan to chase after me.

“Jelena.”

When I heard his hurried footsteps, for one fleeting second I wished he would hold me, comfort me gently, and reassure me.

But when I looked back, there was no worry for me on his face, only a warning.

“Don’t you dare call the police behind my back.”

In that instant, a deafening hum filled my ears, as if a heavy boulder in my heart had just exploded.

Every grievance I had endured struck me like a slap across the face, and tears streamed uncontrollably.

This wasn’t the first time Adwan had defended Megan and her cruel pranks.

The first time, she had thrown a human bone model into my closet.

The second time, she had hidden a rat in the backseat of my car.

And every single time, Adwan had protected her, which only encouraged her to go further.

She even planted a hidden camera in my bedroom, then “accidentally” leaked it online, leaving me completely exposed to the public.

The footage was even posted on a certain site’s “fetish” section.

The unbearable abuse and insulting comments kept emerging, almost calling me a prostitute who had sold her body.

When I found out, I was on the verge of breaking down. I confronted Megan, only for Adwan to stand firmly in front of her and take a solid slap from me.

“If this happens again, we’re getting a divorce!”

That time, for once, he didn’t scream at me. Instead, he pulled out an agreement.