She Stops Fighting And Hands Her Husband Over To The Other Woman Chapter 04

She Stops Fighting And Hands Her Husband Over To The Other Woman Chapter 04

Feeling Cassie’s piercing gaze, a wave of unbearable pain flared up in my upper abdomen again

I tried my best to be submissive. if I were. Maya’s life might be a little easier after I’m gone

Hearing Julian’s footsteps fading away. Cassie grabbed my wrist:

“If you hadn’t been making trouble for Julian behind my back all this time. I would have moved in long ago.”

‘Do you think acting fragile will make him pity you? Even if you harassed him until he brought you back, doesn’t he still

dote on me?”

I kept my head down:

“You’re overthinking it. Like I said, you’re more than welcome here.”

“I want you two to be happy.”

“Just be a little kinder to my daughter from now on.”

Seeing that she was just shadowboxing, she snapped back in frustration:

“I’m warning you, in this house, you’d better know your place and stay in line!”

I packed only a few clothes and basic necessities.

But Julian blocked me on the stairs:

“Is that all you’re moving?”

‘This is all I need.” I replied flatly.

I knew what he was referring to.

The wedding photos, the paintings he’d given me, the jewelry he’d bought, and various souvenirs from our travels.

They used to be my most cherished possessions; I wouldn’t even let the maids touch them, cleaning them all by hand.

Now, I didn’t take a single one.

He pointed toward the room: “Everything else… you don’t want it anymore?”

I gave him a dull look. “It’s too heavy. I really can’t carry it.”

He suddenly pushed me aside, strode up the stairs, and burst into the room.

He began hurling the wedding photos, paintings, and souvenirs down from the second floor

The objects fell from the height, shattering into pieces

The maids stood in the corner watching silently, not daring to intervene

I pretended not to see, stepping over the scattered debris as I entered the maid’s quarters

Behind me was Cassie’s jealous stare.

Closing the door, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

There’s only one week left; I’m so tired. I truly don’t have the strength to deal with them anymore

The next day

Julian stood at the door of the maid’s quarters:

“Cassie said her daughter couldn’t sleep last night. She wants Maya to move in here with you, so her daughter can have

Maya’s room.”

Maya’s room was the princess suite Julian had personally decorated for her when he brought us home.

He had once said he wanted to give our daughter the very best.

Anger surged in my heart, but after a moment of thought. I suppressed it.

I replied with only one word:

“Fine…”

Maya had lived with me in that basement for three years; this room was much better than that.

As long as she can grow up safely in this house, I will be satisfied.

Maya obediently wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes:

“Mom. I just want to live with you. It’s okay if I don’t have that room.”

“The room with Mom is my favorite room.”

I held my daughter tightly.

Then I swallowed another handful of painkillers.

A few days later, I heard that Cassie’s daughter was seriously ill.

A spiritual medium came to the house and declared: ‘I sense a fracture in this home’s energy, dating back three years-

to a child born before her time.

That girl is a conduit for darkness. She carries a shadow that has grown with her for three years

“Unless she is removed from this property, the tragedies will only multiply This house will never be free of its curse!”

Cassie cried as she grabbed Maya, demanding that Julian throw her out of the house

Julian’s tall figure loomed over me:

“Did you hear that’ Send Maya away today!”

I couldn’t endure it anymore.

I raised my hand and slapped Julian hard across the face.

I rushed over and kicked Cassie to the ground:

“You bitch! I endured everything for my daughter, and you dare use her for your schemes!”

Then I slapped Cassie’s face over and over again.

‘I wish I could skin you alive!”

By the time Julian reacted, Cassie had already fainted from the blows.

He grabbed me firmly.

I don’t know where the strength came from, but I violently broke free from him, my eyes glaring at him as if they were

dripping blood:

“If you ever dare touch my daughter again…”

“If you ever mistreat her again, I will haunt you even as a ghost…”

Before I could finish, I coughed up blood onto his face.

And then, I collapsed…