My Husband Hates Me

Chapter 4 Unless I Die!

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Two years ago, Credence had witnessed his father, Sheldon Scott, fallen down from the balcony.

Unfortunately, the incident caused him to be in a vegetative state. At the mention of this sad event of

the past, anger stirred within Credence.

His face darkened. All of a sudden, he grasped Dorothy's chin, roaring at her, "If you did not suck up to

my father back then, Rosalie would be the one who married me! Not you!"

Then, a smile appeared on Credence's face. His smile looked eerie as he said, "That night, you

pretended to be Rosalie. Also, you persuaded Dad to drug me. Otherwise, how would I be sleeping on

the same bed with you? And why did he so coincidentally block us at the door? If it weren't for him

threatening me with his life, do you think I would marry you?"

Dorothy had loved Credence for ten years, while he had hated her for ten years. Furthermore, his

hatred toward her grew with each passing day.

He would never believe that Dorothy had not used some tricks in order to marry him back then.

Little did Dorothy expect that she was just an ugly scheming woman to Credence. Although her heart

was filled with bitterness, she straightened her back. Enduring the stabbing pain on her jaw, she smiled

defiantly. "Fine, say whatever you want! But I will never divorce you! As long as I remain as Mrs. Scott,

my dear sister would only be regarded as a despicable mistress!"

"Credence, I wouldn't allow you to marry her, unless I die!"

"Sis, Credence does not love you at all. Why are you so persistent?" Rosalie bit her lip and shouted as

if she had been wronged. Her face was ashen, as though she was the one with her chin grasped.

She looked at Dorothy with tears in her eyes. "I don't know anything about Credence's father's

accident. I wasn't even at the scene at that time. How could you frame me like that? You knew that

Credence and I were in love with each other, and yet you schemed against me to take him away from

me... When Sheldon found out that you've used him and wanted to tell Credence the truth, you

ruthlessly pushed him off the balcony! This time, you even have the child of another man... How could

you treat Credence like this?"

Rosalie paused, her face was wet with tears. "Sis, I love Credence, and he loves me too. This time, I

will not give him to you again."

"Shut up! I didn't play any tricks and I didn't push Dad down the balcony. Also, I can assure you that the

child is definitely his! Credence, please don't listen to her nonsense."

Dorothy struggled to break free from Credence's grasp. Her chin was already bruised. Suppressing the

pain, she raised her head and met his cold gaze. She could feel that her body temperature instantly

shot down.

Why?

Why did Credence only believe in Rosalie's words?

Why had he never trusted her?

"I didn't! Credence, trust me... please..."

Dorothy reached out for Credence's arm. However, before she could touch him, her wrist was slapped

away violently.

Seeing that Dorothy was still defending herself, Credence sneered. He walked over and gave her a

condescending look. "You have the courage to do that, but you don't dare to admit it? Dorothy, it has

been four years since we got married. I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I've

touched you. Besides, I have always taken contraceptive measures. Tell me, how did you suddenly get

pregnant?"

Dorothy could not believe that because of that ridiculous paternity test report, he refused to admit that

the child was indeed his. Looking at his cold face, a great wave of despair washed through her.

However, she did not refute his accusation. She closed her eyes for a while. A pale, wry smile

appeared on her face as she said, "I never know you've always viewed me as such a heartless person.

No matter you believe it or not, I'm telling you, I have never done anything to harm you or others."

A strange feeling arose in Credence's heart, but he ignored it. "I'll believe you if you get rid of that child,

and let me divorce you."

His voice that echoed over Dorothy's head was deep and emotionless.

Divorce?

It seemed that he had always wanted to divorce her over the past four years.

Dorothy was so dejected that tears stormed into her eyes, but she blinked hard against them, forcing a

smile.

She had loved Credence so much that she would do anything for him.

However, she would never allow her dignity to be trampled on in front of Rosalie.

Dorothy lifted her head and stared straight into Credence's eyes. His distant gaze pierced through her

heart, giving her a painful crushing sensation.

She murmured repeatedly, "I won't get a divorce, and I'll never give up on my child. Unless... I die!"

Dorothy was very beautiful. Her eyes sparkled and glistened as the moisture inside them began to well

up. It added a delicate charm to her. Her attractiveness momentarily caught Credence off guard.

His Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably when he thought of Dorothy's perfect figure. Also, his eyes

grew darker.