Chapter 311

Ronald Wright shoved me onto the bed. I hit the mattress hard, the plush softness barely cushioning the impact. My eyes widened in disbelief as I stared at him, mind going totally blank. "Ronald Wright, you dare?!" I struggled to sit up, chest heaving with fury and panic. My voice trembled with rage. "I'd rather have a kid with some random guy off the street than with you! If you try to force me, I swear I'll kill you!" That child from my past life, the one I lost, had always been like a knife in my heart—a nightmare I avoided remembering. At the start, I just wanted to save this crumbling marriage with a baby. But when I got pregnant, I treasured that child more than anything—more than even Ronald. When my pregnancy finally stabilized after three months, I wouldn’t even let him touch me. And what did he do? Used sweet talk and tricks to get what he wanted. Disgusting. Sometimes I would think, even if we didn’t last, as long as I had my baby, I could still live on. But the baby was gon