Chapter 3

　　"This... Isn't it?" Beatrice looked embarrassed. "If it is because of me that you are at odds, then it's the biggest sin I have committed." 　　"You don't have to blame yourself for our disagreement.", he said without any hesitation. The hand holding her arm became tighter and looked at prostrate Suzy. He looked at her in disgust and said, "Get up! Are you trying to pretend to be dead?" 　　Suzy's face was pale. Her stomach was cramped, and something hot seemed to flow out of her inner thighs. She held her abdomen tightly with one hand as she bit her lower lip deeply, "It hurts. It really hurts..." 　　"Sister, I know that you had a miscarriage and I feel sad about it, but that is also Jeric's child. You know better than he does. You had the operation a few days ago. Although I have never been pregnant, I have heard that this kind of minor birth surgery is like having a monthly period. It’s not as exaggerated as you how you act. It’s cold on the ground. Get up quickly!" 　　Beatrice patiently persuaded Jeric who was originally hesitant. After listening to her, the expression in Suzy's eyes suddenly became extremely disgusting. 　　"Pretentious!", he angrily said. Then, he turned and walked towards the house. 　　"Hey, Jeric!". She tried to call him, but Beatrice didn't immediately follow. Seeing his figure disappear from the field of vision, she turned around and slowly squatted in front of Suzy. 　　The exquisite lip color is eye-catching which forms a sharp contrast with her paleness. 　　Mocking her lips, she moved closer and lowered her voice, "Suzy, why don't you give up? Do you think you can get his heart? Stop dreaming! He hates you. He wants you dead! If you really want him and he has a place in your heart, just die!" 　　After speaking, she quickly got up and took a step back, screaming. 　　Suzy was almost out of breath in pain. She didn't even know what she was going to do. 　　She shouted sharply, "Suzy, I'm just trying to advise you, why are you scolding me?! I, I and Jeric are really innocent!" 　　After speaking, she turned and ran towards the bedroom, blinking provocatively at her. 　　At this time, Suzy didn't even bother to frustrate her with her. She pressed her breath against her chest, and the heat flowed surging from her legs. 　　"Save..." Her survival instinct made her crawl out of the door. 　　She knew that the people in the room couldn't hear her at all, and even if they could, they wouldn't care about her life. 　　Beatrice was right in at least one of the things she said. If her existence meant anything to Jeric, it was her death. 　　Only if she is dead, maybe he will feel relieved. 　　The cold floor made her fingertips tremble. She didn't know how she climbed to the door as the cold wind whizzed down her collar. Her body was bitterly cold! 　　Is she dying? In a daze, she seems to see my father, mother, sister... 　　Dyed in red, she stretched out her hand helplessly and asked, "Are you here to take me?" 　　"Suzy. Suzy!" 　　It seemed that someone was calling her name. Her lips curled up. A broken smile remained on her face. Her head turned to one side and she fell completely into a coma. 　　"Suzy!" While holding her, Max called her out feeling heartbroken, but she didn't respond at all. Her whole body was hot and scary. 　　She raised her head and glanced at the warm yellow light in the room, but it was cold without a trace of temperature. Her eyes were horrifying. Max hugged Suzy horizontally, turned and walked towards the car parked outside.