Reborn, I Refused the Man I Once Forced to Marry Chapter 03

After that night, Adrian finally began treating me like his wife.

The first thing he did when he got home was look for me.

He’d have coffee with me, take walks with me after dinner, and gently pull me into his arms whenever I was tired.

Sometimes, I’d let my childish side show. I’d rest my head on his lap and act spoiled, refusing to let him go to the family headquarters.

The rest of the Bennett family gradually warmed up to me, too.

The children would crowd around me, chattering excitedly and pulling me into the garden to play. Sometimes we’d look for hidden rabbit burrows; other times, we’d chase butterflies across the lawn.

Eventually, I got pregnant.

The entire Bennett family treated me like their most precious treasure. Servants, the family doctor, and the family elders came in and out of my room every day. The whole estate seemed to come alive.

For the first time in my life, I understood what it felt like to have a family.

Then, when I was eight months pregnant, good news came from Chloe, too.

She came to tell me herself that her doctor suspected she might be carrying twins.

By then, we’d already made peace. I’d even promised that our children would grow up to be the best of friends.

But that very night, she miscarried.

My missing bracelet had been found where she’d fallen.

One of the servants whispered, “Mrs. Bennett is always competing with Chloe. And now Chloe was carrying twins, while she wasn’t. Could it be…”

As everyone’s eyes turned toward me, my heart sank.

I’d certainly lost the bracelet.

But whether in my previous life or this one, I’d never once considered hurting Chloe.

Adrian severely punished the servant who’d spread the rumor and told me to focus on my pregnancy.

He said he believed me and told me not to be afraid.

I felt relieved.

It didn’t matter if everyone else suspected me. As long as Adrian believed me, that was enough.

That evening, I went to Adrian’s study with a bowl of soup. But before I could enter, I heard him talking to his father.

“Evelyn has an obsessive personality. She’s changed somewhat lately, but that doesn’t mean she won’t come up with another scheme to frame Chloe.”

“Don, I think we should have someone investigate her, just to be safe.”

The bowl slipped from my hands and shattered on the floor.

I panicked and hurried away, but tripped on the way out.

The fall sent me into premature labor.

Three days and three nights later, I lost the baby.

I was bleeding heavily. I wasn’t going to survive, either.

With what little strength I had left, I saw Adrian, usually so composed, covered in my blood. His face was twisted with panic and despair.

He knelt beside my hospital bed, gripping my hand tightly and begging me not to leave him.

How devoted.

I managed a faint smile and used the last of my strength to speak.

“Adrian, you’re disgusting when you pretend to care.”