Pregnant, I Was Forced to Jump into the Icy Water. Later, When He Heard the News of My Death, He Regretted It Chapter 2

I was a doctor. Because I failed to save a child during surgery, as the chief surgeon, I was resented by the patient's family.

On my way home from work, the patient's family went crazy and stabbed me with a knife.

I was supposed to die. But James's mother saved me. She took the knife for me.

Before she died, she asked me to live a good life with James and to take care of him for her.

After James's mother died, James seemed to become a different person.

He said he loved me in public and wanted to marry me, but on our wedding night, he almost strangled me to death.

At that time, I realized that James hated me. He married me only to torture me.

Before I was about to die, I seemed to see James's mother. In a daze, I remembered her words before she died, asking me to take good care of James and never leave him.

I agreed. I owed the Pei family. My life was exchanged for James's mother's life.

So for these years, I allowed James to torture me. It was as if only in this way could I alleviate some of my guilt.

Living with the burden of someone's life was too painful.

I struggled to sit up and looked at James. "Let's talk."

James impatiently looked at me. Then he said to Emma, "Darling, go to the auction by yourself. If you see anything you like, just tell my assistant. I'll chat with her for a bit."

James's assistant had always looked down on me and was always imperious towards me. But he was very respectful to Emma.

Emma reluctantly agreed. Before leaving, she didn't forget to tell James not to stay with me for too long, saying she would be jealous.

That look seemed to say that I was the mistress.

After Emma left, only James and I were left in the hospital room.

I was really tired. I felt that if I continued like this, I would die.

Even if James wouldn't let me go, I wouldn't let myself go either.

So I wanted to save myself.

I understood. I couldn't be tortured by James for a lifetime just because his mother lost her life for me.

Moreover, three years ago, I also took a knife for James, and I lost a child because of it.

At that time, I even thought, why not just let me die? That way I wouldn't owe James anymore.

These years, I've been tortured by James to the point of wishing for death. I've lost three children in a row.

It's enough.

"James, let's divorce. Let's get a divorce."

James was stunned. Then he laughed out loud. He seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world.

"Divorce? You? You think you can leave me?"

"You've already had your medical license revoked. If you leave the Pei family, you won't even be able to support yourself."

I swallowed hard, trying hard to suppress the bitterness welling up inside.

Back then, the patient's family made a big fuss. The hospital fired me to settle the matter. In the end, I even lost my medical license.

At that time, I thought the medical license issue was done by the patient's family. Later I found out it was James.

To better control me, he personally ruined my career.

"I have hands and feet. I won't starve to death," I tried to squeeze out a smile.

"Is that so? What about your mother's medical expenses? Without the Pei family's help, can you afford the medical expenses?"

James stood by with his arms folded, sneering.

My heart twisted in pain. Mother was indeed my biggest weakness.

In the past, I really didn't dare. But a few days ago, the hospital notified me that my mother's condition had improved and she could be transferred to a regular ward.

With my savings from these years, if I took on a few more jobs, I could still manage.

But James didn't know. After all, he never cared about anything related to me.

Perhaps in his eyes, my mother was still critically ill.