Lucy stiffened in shock, her eyes contracting.She remembered keeping the matter a secret, even from her parents and Lana, her assistant who was more like a sister. It was a top-secret that she hadn't shared with anyone, not even Ivan. However, now that he mentioned it, she couldn't help but be startled.It was true that she had terminated her first two pregnancies. She didn't want to bear Ivan's child, and they often engaged in unprotected sex. Since they were always together, she couldn't rely on birth control pills.When she first got pregnant, she didn't tell Ivan. Instead, she opted to abort the baby discreetly. Ivan didn't suspect a thing and kept expressing his desire to have a baby.Lucy didn't care and repeated the same action when the second pregnancy came. Ivan still didn't know because she went about it very discreetly. Whenever she needed to go to the hospital, she would lie to Ivan, making up an appointment with someone.However, when the third pregnancy occurred, the do
"Why did you do it? You know how much I wanted a baby. If you didn't want to, you could have told me, but you murdered two innocent babies because of your selfishness. How could you? What did those young and innocent babies do to deserve this? No wonder Ethan's death didn't affect you. You never cared, and instead, you used his death to sever ties with me.""Why was I so foolish? Why didn't I see through your vile actions? After all the things I did for you, all the sacrifices, is this how you repay me?"Ivan's voice gradually grows louder as he speaks, his anger consuming him.But his screams fall on deaf ears. They all stand still, glaring at him as he roars like an injured animal. With his awkward posture, his anger is even more pronounced.Lucy gives him a tiny lopsided smile, visible only to him. Ivan doesn't know what else to say, but Mrs. Anderson seizes the opportunity to speak up."Who are you to blame my daughter? When you were in a relationship, she did everything a woman c
Ivan twitches on the bare, cold tiles, his body barely moving. Violet bruises stand out starkly against his extremely pale skin as the familiar throbbing pain trickles back in with his consciousness.His face is a rainbow of bruises, his battered body sprawled unmoving on the ground, occasionally releasing a small moan. Ivan's condition is gravely serious. His face is swollen and distorted, adorned with deep cuts and injuries. Blood streams down visibly from his nose, mouth, and various wounds, staining his shirt crimson. His nose is broken, and the bruise has begun to turn slightly purplish.His bloodshot eyes reveal red veins, and the area around them is darkened with wounds, impairing Ivan's vision. He can only writhe on the floor, each movement a test of endurance due to the pain and stiffness from his injuries.Every part of his body aches, leaving him unsure where to even place his hands. His swollen face is drenched in sweat and blood, emitting a pungent smell that fills the ro
Ivan shuddered upon hearing what Lucy said."I terminated the first two pregnancies, and I even wanted to terminate the third one, but I could not because the doctor said that I should not. You didn't even know about it after spending so many years together with me. That shows just how foolish you were and still are. So, you think that I ever loved you? Ridiculous. Why should I love someone like you? I only pretended to love you because of what I wanted to get from you, and you should know what it is.""After getting it and using it for myself, I waited for everything to work out before ending things with you. You readily gave me your CV, and now that I have become successful thanks to it, no one will ask for it again, and no one will even believe that it was ever yours.""I am getting married, and I hope we never meet again. With your wounds, if you are thrown out and stay in the cold weather for hours, you will not survive and will definitely die. I hope you like my VVIP treatment."
With all the energy left in him, Ivan stood up staggeringly and watched the dark-red ring with caution as he retreated slowly and carefully.His wounds hurt, so he could not rush and could only retreat very slowly, putting a distance between himself and the ring. Ivan looked around skeptically, with the thought that maybe someone was playing tricks on him. But even after looking around, he found nothing, making him even more suspicious.The dark-red ring remained still on the ground, and he also stared at it vigilantly.His breath became shallow and fast, his palms sweat-soaked, and his muscles tense. Ivan's heart pounded in his chest, the sound echoing in his ears like a war drum.A shiver ran down his spine, and his eyes darted nervously from side to side, looking for any signs or recognizable sights that could offer a feeling of solace or comfort, to tell him that he was just imagining things. But there was nothing of the sort.The obscure can feel like a tremendous, dull void, pre
Ivan felt an extraordinary surge of energy coursing through his body, like an explosion of power flooding his veins. His previously sluggish and broken-down body suddenly awakened, as if connected to a powerful source, replacing exhaustion with a shock of empowering energy.With this newfound vitality flowing through him, he couldn't resist the urge to let out a pleasurable moan. He felt lighter, more alert, and ready to face whatever challenges came his way. The lethargy and tiredness that had weighed him down were washed away, replaced by a surge of strength and invigorating energy.Compelled by this newfound vigor, Ivan stood up as if his wounds had vanished. However, had Ivan not been intoxicated by this sudden rush of energy, he would have noticed that his skin was peeling off.The wounds, which had been fresh less than an hour ago, had already started forming scabs. Everything seemed surreal, but Ivan remained unaware of these changes.The dark-red ring remained still on Ivan's
The figure on the floor groaned lightly before standing up. It's Ivan. Ivan opens his grey eyes groggily and looks around. His eyes widen in shock when he realizes that he is in an unfinished building. He sits up with a start, his brows wrinkling. After a while, his memories rush back as if they had just rebooted and come back online. Ivan finally remembers what happened. From the moment he first saw Roy, to when he was humiliated, to where he was thrashed... Wait! Ivan suddenly remembers something. He looks down at himself and when he sees the condition his body is in, his mouth agapes and his eyes dilate like saucer balls. He remembers that he was beaten black and blue yesterday. His leg was broken and he could only drag it behind himself. He had so many wounds on his body last night, but now, apart from the scabs on his skin, he does not even have a scar. Truthfully speaking, he had initially thought that he would not be able to survive with all these wounds, but everything ch
Anxious and shocked, Ivan hastily searched his pockets, his face growing pale with each passing second. He stood up quickly, scanning his body, but there were still no signs of the ring.His clothes were disheveled and tattered. His shirt, faded and dulled by time and wear, was frayed and torn, revealing glimpses of his worn-out body beneath.His pants were torn and shredded, the knees worn ragged from countless falls and struggles. The fabric barely clung to his legs.However, if one ignored all this, they would notice that beneath Ivan's shredded clothes, his skin was rosy and clear, like a baby's.Apart from the scabs and his feeble state, he looked even healthier than usual. Ivan was once again shocked by this realization. If there was a mirror for him to see himself, he would have noticed that his normally pale face was even rosier than usual.Ivan quickly snapped back to his senses and remembered that he was searching for the dark-red ring. He began looking around, on the floor