My Husband Hates Me

The darkness of the night was like an abyss.

While Dorothy Fisher was still befuddled by sleep, she felt her body being turned over forcefully by a pair of strong hands. Then, a lean and strong male body pressed on top of her. There were two cold fingers gripping her chin?tightly.

Dorothy stirred in her sleep.

She was awakened by the chill feeling on her chin. Subconsciously, she pushed the man on top of her away. The next moment, the strong smell of alcohol and a familiar breath made her space out.

As expected, Credence Scott was back.

Only when he was drunk and needed her that he would look for her in the guest room.

"I'm your legal wife, not a woman whom you can pay to do whatever you want with!"

Dorothy trembled with anger. "You disturb me every time I'm asleep.?Couldn't you show some respect to me?"

Being pinned down on the big bed, Dorothy wriggled her body with all her might. She resisted fiercely, not willing to be kissed by him.

His body reeked of alcohol. Who knew which woman he had kissed before he came back to kiss her?

During her four-year marriage with Credence, Dorothy was treated with cold violence. She thought that her body had long been trained to be invincible. However, Credence's drunken behavior that night still hit her weak spot precisely.?The pain was so intense that she almost could not catch her breath.

"Your husband hasn't come home late at night, and you don't even bother to call him. Oh, Dorothy, do you still know that you're my wife?"

Dorothy had always been meek. Her sudden resistance ignited a fit of inexplicable anger within Credence, causing him to tighten his grip on her chin.

It was as though he wanted to kill her.

"Ouch... It hurts..."

She squeezed her eyes shut.

It really hurt!

Trembling in pain, she opened her eyes and looked at Credence, whose eyes were as cold as ice. She bit her lips feebly, but she could not make a sound.

After a while, Credence left the guest room. Again, there was silence in the room.

Dorothy felt as though her body was about to fall apart. Just as she was about to go to the bathroom to clean herself, Credence reentered the room. He threw a box of medicine at her. "Swallow them right away!" He spoke in a casual tone, but each word was as brutal as a slap.

Every time after they had sex, Dorothy was forced to swallow pills in front of him.

If she refused to take them, he would force them down her throat.

Those pills were to prevent pregnancy.

In Credence's heart, she was just a scheming woman who would stop at nothing just to marry him. Hence, he felt that she was unworthy of bearing his child.

Facing his aggression, Dorothy did not have the strength to resist anymore. She popped the pills into her mouth and swallowed them.

A month and a half later.

"Congrats, Mrs. Scott. You are forty-days pregnant. The fetus' heartbeat is normal and it is developing well."

The doctor told Dorothy in a gentle voice.

Dorothy bit her lips as the doctor handed her the test report. Learning that she was going to become a mother, she felt both joy and pain.

It was an accident. Would her husband like their child?

Would he hate her less because of their child's existence?

......

Squeezing her pregnancy test report tightly, Dorothy walked out of the consultation room with a calm expression.

In the corridor, a handsome man with an indifferent expression walked toward her. His eyes were full of hostility.

Credence's sudden appearance caught Dorothy by surprise. Her chest tightened and she began to feel panicked. Nevertheless, she forced a smile and said,? "Credence, why... why are you in the hospital?"

The man in front of Dorothy was someone she?had been deeply in love with for ten years. She understood him more than anyone else.

She would definitely not be so narcissistic as to believe that he had appeared in the hospital because he cared about her.

However, at the thought of the child in her belly, Dorothy was filled with courage. She quickened her pace and grabbed him by his arm, asking expectantly, "Credence, do you know it already?"

Did he know that she was pregnant?

"You mean do I know that you are pregnant with another man's child?"

Credence's voice did not carry any warmth.

Then, his palm clamped onto Dorothy's thin arm like a pair of pincers.

Dorothy was caught off guard. She felt a dull pain radiating from the spot where her arm was grasped. The pain made her face turn as pale as a sheet. She let out a gasp.

But the physical pain could not be compared to the pain she was feeling from Credence's brutal words.

She staggered and struggled to stand firm. She clenched her fists on both sides of her body. There was a stubborn look on her face as she said in despair, "Credence, we have been married for four years. Even if you do not love me and treat me with emotional abuse, I have endured all of it. I can only blame myself for falling in love with you."

"But how could you make those comments about our child? Tell me again... What do you mean?"

Credence's thin lips curled into a mocking smile. He threw the paternity test report in his hands at Dorothy's face, his eyes were filled with bitter iciness. "The proof is right there! Stop acting innocent. Dorothy Fisher, you really deserve to die!"

Dorothy's forehead was cut by the thin paper, leaving a striking red blood mark. It seemed that Credence really hated her to the core.?

She ignored the wound on her face. She picked up the paternity test report with trembling hands. When she saw the conclusion of the report, she was dumbstruck.

The report showed that Credence was not the child's father.

It was absurd!

How was that possible?

Besides Credence, she had not had sex with any other men. How could the child not be his?

Dorothy stared at the conclusion of the report in astonishment. Before she could recover from the shock, Credence uttered cruelly, "Pack your things. We must get a divorce."

The word 'divorce' pierced Dorothy's heart right to its core. There was a painful crushing sensation in the center of her chest.

"Don't you believe me?" she questioned.

She was trying to convince herself that Credence was just joking. However, the lack of emotion in his eyes and the cold expression on his face repeatedly reminded her that he was serious. He was desperate to draw a clear line between them. There was no doubt that he was going to divorce her, and he did not wish to delay it any longer.

"Credence, you have promised Dad.?You promised him that you would take care of me for the rest of my life and that I would always be Mrs. Scott! Can... can we not get a divorce?"

Her shoulders trembled and her voice was choked with emotion that it was almost inaudible. "I understand that you hate me. But do you also hate the child in my belly? Believe me, the child is yours..."

Her voice was full of despair and hopelessness.

Credence looked as if he had just heard the most ridiculous joke ever. He let out a cold laugh and looked at Dorothy indifferently.?"I'll believe you if you get rid of the child!"

"No way! I must keep the child. Also, I don't want to get a divorce. This report must be wrong! Credence, this child... this child is really yours. Please, trust me."

At that moment, there was no warmth on Credence's handsome face. He lit up a cigarette between his fingers. Surrounded by the smoke, he stared at her coldly, his face full of ridicule.

"Credence, you're my only man in my past twenty-seven years. You're also the only man that I've been sleeping with. Can we... do another paternity test?"

Dorothy took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down. "If it turns out that you're really not the child's father. I'm willing to get a divorce!"

Dorothy's decisive tone caught Credence off guard.?Even his heart missed a beat.

He pressed his lips together. Just when he was about to speak, a sweet and soft voice was heard from behind him.

"Credence, are you here to see me? I've just seen the doctor. He said I need to take good care of my health for a few months. After you divorce Dorothy, we will soon have our own baby."

Upon hearing this, Dorothy's sadness and anger were replaced with shock. Her gaze fell on the beautiful woman who was slowly walking toward Credence.

The woman was Rosalie?Fisher!

Dorothy was able to recognize her at a glance.

Twenty-six years ago, Dorothy's father, Caleb Fisher, and her mother, Linda Arnold, failed to conceive even after marrying for a long time. Having no choice, they had adopted Dorothy from an orphanage.

When Dorothy was four years old, Linda was miraculously pregnant. She then gave birth to a daughter, Rosalie...

Ever since Rosalie was born, Caleb and Linda had been paying less attention to Dorothy. What's worse, on Dorothy's and Credence's wedding day, Rosalie was the one who was standing next to Credence all day, wearing a sweet smile on her face.

Rosalie was wearing a gorgeous dress. Besides, her makeup looked delicate. A sweet aroma tickled Dorothy's nose as she walked over.

Upon seeing Rosalie, Credence's tense face softened a little. But when he turned to face Dorothy, his expression became indifferent again.

"You know very well that you've never been the woman I love. So, it's time for you to give way to others!"

Credence's?tone was like a bullet shooting through Dorothy's chest, making her heart bleed.

She was fully aware that he hated her to the core, but she still clung to the hope that things would be different once they had a child.

Biting her pale lips, Dorothy tried hard to fight back her tears. She watched helplessly as Rosalie walked up to?Credence and held his arm intimately.

Credence?was her legitimate husband, but that did not deter them from acting audaciously.

Dorothy felt as if her heart had sunk into a bottomless pit.

She stared at her sister who was in name only. The first thought that came to her mind was, Credence was going to abandon her once Rosalie was ready to conceive his child.

At the thought of that, all color drained from her face. The despair she was feeling was beyond words.

Rosalie did not even bother to hide the ridicule on her face. Seeing that, Dorothy could not hold back her anger anymore. She rushed toward Rosalie and yelled at her, "You've crossed the line, Rosalie! Are you that shameless to hook up with your brother-in-law? Even if you don't care about me, have you not considered the reputation of the Fisher and the Scott family?"?

Pointing at Rosalie furiously, Dorothy seemed to have gone all out. "Credence, do you think that the woman in your arms is an innocent little bunny that needs your protection? Don't be silly! Do you know why your father had suddenly fallen off the balcony from the third floor and became vegetative? Maybe you should ask Rosalie, she knows best."