Love Comes After Hate

Chapter 16 Kick my stomach
“Blake, you can divorce me and marry another woman! But you lied to me again and again.” I pulled him harder
He raised his eyebrows: “Once again, let go of me! And lower the volume. We are people of status at least. Don’t lose our faces
outside.”
“Taces? It has long been known that you cheat on me.”
“One last warning, keep your voice down!” he yelled hoarsely
“Do I have to be silent like a mute? I have to shout. It’s best to let everyone know...”
Before I finished, he pulled off my hand, threw me into bed the next second, and covered my head with a pillow when I didn’t
react.
I could only sob, his fists fell on my back, head and waist: “You shout, you continue to shout! You’d better scream and see if
anyone knows!”
My face was tightly pressed on the quilt and my eyes couldn’t open at all. I tried to resist in the dark of fear and vertigo, but
women with sound limbs were no match for men, not to mention me,
What’s worse, my abdomen was just against the edge of the bed, and the wound hurt like it was about to burst open. I had to
break free with all my strength and say I hurt.
“Hurt? Where?” he threw away his pillow, grabbed my hair and forced me to look up at him.
I looked at the man who had never been angry at me before, let alone hit me. At this time, his whole facial features twisted into
together and looked at me with hatred. Then he raised his foot and kicked hard at my wound: “Is this it? Does it hurt here?”
Pain.

It hurts like the nerves are torn off all over the body.
I trembled in pain and dizziness. I couldn’t even cry.
Blake was not satisfied with this. He kicked me harder in the stomach again.
This is an unforgettable disaster.
The disaster brought by the man I loved for ten years.
I passed out because of the pain. I didn’t know how long it took me to wake up. I was dominated by the idea of calling the police.
But as soon as I touched my mobile phone, it was taken away by him: “If you don’t want your daughter to die, don’t make sensele
resistance.”
1 looking at him: “What are you going to do? She’s also your flesh and blood...”
He smiled coldly: “I’ve transferred her overnight. No one knows where she is except me. Before our divorce, if you don’t follow
what I said, you won’t want to see her all your life.”
“You want a divorce, and why did you give birth to her?”
“Because I knew you suspected me of cheating before. I don’t want my wealth taken away by you, so I use pregnancy to deceive
you to transfer your property.”
Unfortunately, I understand the truth too late