After the company fire, I placed the only rescue rope I had in my husband Orlando Parker’s hands. He suddenly ripped the smoke mask off my face and turned to put it on his female secretary, Isabella Johnson. Orlando successfully escaped using the rescue rope, and Isabella remained unharmed because she was wearing the mask. Only I passed out from inhaling too much toxic smoke and was struck in the abdomen by a falling pillar, with blood pooling beneath me. When firefighters lifted me onto the ambulance stretcher, Orlando suddenly yanked me down. “Lilith Stewart, why are you lying on a stretcher with such minor injuries? Isabella needs to go to the hospital first. Her condition is serious and requires a complete examination!” The firefighters and doctors were shocked. They looked at me with my dress soaked in blood, and at Isabella who was sobbing over the blisters on her burned hand. Colleagues kindly reminded him, “Mr. Parker, Mrs. Stewart’s injuries are clearly more severe!” Orlando said through gritted teeth, “Enough! I’m Lilith’s husband. Don’t you think I know her condition? If Isabella’s treatment is delayed today, none of you will face the consequences!” I covered my slightly swollen belly with my hand, nodded, and agreed to let Isabella board the ambulance first. Orlando, from now on, neither I nor this unborn child owe you anything anymore. … After I gave in, Orlando let out a cold, knowing snort. “Lilith, I knew you were just pretending to be pitiful! These old tricks to get attention are truly disgusting!” He raised his foot and kicked me hard in the stomach, trying to push me away from the ambulance stretcher so Isabella could lie down on it. My abdomen, already struck by the pillar, now suffered extreme pain once again. I was in such agony that I couldn’t speak. My body convulsed involuntarily as I trembled and curled into a ball. With his back to me, Orlando didn’t hear my cries of pain and mocked, “One kick and you behave yourself. You’re truly pathetic!” I felt blood continuously flowing from my body, my heart shattered as I sank into despair. My unborn child had become nothing but a mess beneath me. The child’s father was carefully and gently helping Isabella lie down on the stretcher. “Isabella, be careful, don’t hurt yourself anymore.” Isabella was crying so bitterly she could barely speak. She held up her burned finger, looking particularly pitiful. “Mr. Parker, my finger feels like it’s about to fall off. I’m so scared! What if I lose my hand? Would you despise me for being disabled?” Orlando’s eyes filled with concern as he pursed his lips and blew gently on her blistered finger. “Let me blow on it. It won’t hurt after I blow on it.” “Silly girl, how could I ever despise you? Don’t worry. I’ll immediately call the best burn specialist in the country to examine you. I promise your beautiful fingers won’t have even the slightest scar!” The firefighter stared in shock, speechless. He pointed at my pale face, reminding Orlando. “Mr. Parker, this lady stayed in the fire scene the longest. She’s the most severely injured victim!” Only then did Orlando cast an indifferent glance at me. He confidently told the firefighter, “Sir, don’t be fooled by this dramatic woman!” “Lilith is my wife, and I know her best. She may look pitiful now, but she’s just pretending! She’s jealous and deliberately acting miserable to get my attention.” The firefighter’s jaw nearly dropped in shock. He couldn’t comprehend how Orlando, my husband, could pull me off the ambulance stretcher only to help another woman lie down on it. After speaking, Orlando roughly yanked me up from the ground, forcing me to turn around to show everyone. “See? She’s perfectly fine!” My entire body was in so much pain that I’d lost all feeling. My face and neck were covered in cold sweat as I let him manipulate me like a puppet. The nurse beside us was stunned, pointing at my blood-soaked dress, stammering, “Can’t you see? Your wife’s dress is covered in blood!” Orlando suddenly laughed and said, “Young nurse, you clearly don’t understand. This is all fake blood that Lilith deliberately applied to act out her drama!” He released his grip, and having already exhausted all my strength, I collapsed directly onto the ground. I let out a cry of pain, but this didn’t evoke the slightest sympathy from Orlando. He touched my dress, his fingertips covered in sticky blood, yet Orlando just laughed. “Lilith, tell us where you bought this fake blood prop. It looks quite realistic.” Because Orlando had taken away the protective mask that should have been mine and given it to Isabella, I had inhaled toxic smoke that had poisoned my throat. Faced with Orlando’s humiliation, I shook my head, unable to say a word. I struggled to crawl away from the stretcher where Isabella was lying. If Isabella wanted to go, then let her go. I wanted to get as far away from these two people as possible. I crawled toward another ambulance using both hands and feet, which were cut and bleeding from the broken stones, leaving trails of blood on the black ground. Behind me, Orlando was still shouting, “Lilith, don’t think that acting so convincingly will help you escape punishment. Today you must apologize to Isabella. Her hand was burned because of you!” In the past, hearing such words would have made my heart ache like it was being twisted by a knife. I would have cried and explained to Orlando, begging him to believe me. But now, I didn’t want to do that anymore. I touched my gradually flattening belly, tears in my eyes, and shook my head. Orlando, this time, neither I nor our child owe you anything anymore.
The doctor from the neighboring vehicle jumped down and saw me crawling on the ground, covered in blood. Her voice trembled with fear. “Have you all gone mad?! There’s someone here with severe injuries—why isn’t anyone helping her?” My entire body felt weak, my limbs powerless as I collapsed heavily onto the ground. Due to excessive blood loss, I could barely hear the sounds around me, and my eyes were about to close. Orlando strode forward, confidently telling the female doctor, “Doctor, there’s no need to worry. She’s perfectly fine. This is all just an act this wretched woman is putting on for my benefit.” The doctor’s eyes widened in disbelief, nearly popping out of her head as she exclaimed, “She’s barely hanging on, and you’re telling me not to help?! I’m a doctor—don’t you think I can tell whether she’s faking or genuinely ill?” Her loud outburst attracted the attention of others nearby, causing them to gather around. Everyone at the Police Department knew I was Orlando’s wife. Being surrounded and stared at by so many people made Orlando, the company CEO, feel humiliated. He kicked me lightly with his foot and said, “Lilith, enough. You’re taking this act too far. Don’t be ungrateful!” “Don’t think that just because you’re my wife, you can defame my company like this. If you continue, I’ll have my lawyers sue you!” Seeing no response from me, Orlando crouched down and pinched my face, forcing me to look up. He commanded, “Lilith, speak up! Tell them the truth!” “Otherwise they’ll think I’m mistreating you!” When Orlando saw my eyes slightly closed, appearing lifeless, he lost his patience and slapped me across the face. On the verge of fainting, I was forcibly awakened by Orlando’s slap. After the stinging pain spread across my face, the first words I heard were: “Talk, Lilith! Say you’re faking it, say you’re naturally despicable and just love putting on a show!” I shook my head, unable to speak. My hand unconsciously touched my stomach. Maternal instinct made me think first of protecting my child in moments of danger. Orlando followed my hand with his eyes, and seeing me still touching my stomach, he snorted coldly, “You’re really committed to this act. Don’t tell me you’re going to claim you’re pregnant?” Hearing him say this, I could no longer control myself as tears rolled down from my reddened eyes. Yes, Orlando, we had a child. But he had already left me just now. Seeing me cry, Orlando rolled his eyes with contempt. “The tears come out so quickly, huh? With acting skills like yours, it would be a shame not to win an Oscar.” He raised his head, addressing the female doctor and the crowd gathered around, “See? I wasn’t wrong. She’s just performing! She’s feeling guilty now and doesn’t dare to speak!” “Alright, alright, everyone disperse.” The doctor became frantic and pushed Orlando away. “You’re insane! Can’t you see she’s had a miscarriage and is hemorrhaging badly? If she doesn’t get to a hospital, she’ll die!” Orlando fell backward onto his rear from the push. His first reaction wasn’t to look at me but to furiously question the doctor, “Did Lilith pay you to say this?!” By now, even the colleagues watching from the sidelines couldn’t stand it anymore. They shouted, “Mr. Parker, Mrs. Stewart is your wife! You’ve been married for ten years—why don’t you believe her?!” Orlando sneered, “If Lilith really is pregnant, then the child should be aborted anyway.” His eyes darkened as he said, “I haven’t been intimate with her for years. A woman carrying another man’s child has no right to be my wife.” Hearing this, I closed my eyes in despair. Indeed, since Isabella appeared, Orlando rarely shared a bed with me and barely even came home. But that night, drunk on whisky, he mistook me for Isabella and forced himself on me. Orlando, if you knew that the child I miscarried was yours, would you feel even a hint of regret? At the same time, I silently vowed to myself. If I survived this, I would sever all ties with Orlando. The kind female doctor pulled me up with the help of a nearby nurse, intending to place me on a stretcher and into the ambulance for emergency treatment. Just as I thought I had a chance at survival, Isabella came running over. Pointing at me, she shouted, “Doctor, don’t save her! She’s committed unforgivable sins—even death wouldn’t be enough to atone for her crimes!” “Because this fire was started by her!”
Isabella picked up her phone and displayed the video for everyone to see. The footage showed me carrying a cardboard box into the storage room. Shortly after, a fire broke out inside. Soon, the flames spread rapidly, trapping all company employees in the office. Isabella pointed at me and shouted accusingly, “It was her! She secretly started the fire in the storage room, causing such massive damage to the company and dragging all of us innocent employees into this mess!” Upon hearing this, Orlando forcefully pushed aside the doctors and nurses who were trying to treat me. He violently grabbed my collar, his face contorted with rage, and said, “Lilith, I gave you a job out of kindness, and this is how you repay me!” “You knew perfectly well that I built this company with my blood and sweat, yet you still set it on fire! How dare you even take an ambulance? You should be going straight to jail!” As he spoke, he kept yanking my collar, dragging me away. While pulling me, he shouted loudly, “Firefighters! I’ve found the arsonist! Arrest her and throw her in prison!” “Legal team! Where’s the company’s legal team?! Start drafting documents immediately for a lawsuit. I’ll make sure this foolish woman Lilith pays for what she’s done!” Orlando’s rough handling tightened my collar around my neck, nearly suffocating me. Finally, my subordinate Stella couldn’t bear to watch anymore. She rushed over and pried Orlando’s hands away, allowing me to breathe again. Due to the suffocation, my face had turned bluish-purple, and I began coughing violently. Stella protected me forcefully, tears streaming down her face out of concern. “Lilith, why did you have to do this…” Orlando said with obvious displeasure, “Stella, you’re my employee. Are you planning to speak up for Lilith now? If you dare say even one word in her defense today, don’t bother coming to work tomorrow!” Upon hearing this, everyone immediately closed their mouths and remained silent. Who would dare interfere in the company president’s family matters and willingly lose their job? I also pushed Stella gently, urging her to leave quickly. However, Stella didn’t leave. Instead, she turned to Orlando and shouted, “Mr. Parker, Isabella’s video alone cannot prove that Lilith committed arson. As the company president, don’t you even have that much judgment?” Orlando snorted dismissively. “Lilith had no reason to carry a box into the storage room. Isn’t that suspicious enough! And after the fire broke out, she had both an escape rope and a smoke mask to protect herself. If she didn’t start the fire, how would she have these items?” Feeling indignant on my behalf, Stella cried while speaking passionately, “Yes, Lilith is the administrative supervisor and shouldn’t need to personally move things to the storage room.” “But for the past two years, as company performance declined, she’s been moving goods herself for a long time to save on transportation costs!” “As for the fire safety equipment, she prepared those beforehand. Lilith noticed fire hazards in the company long ago, so she distributed escape kits to each of us.” Orlando’s expression changed instantly, and he said sternly, “You’re talking nonsense! If everyone had one, why didn’t Isabella and I receive any?” With reddened eyes, Stella pointed at Isabella and said, “You should ask her about that! Where did she put all the things Lilith distributed?” Isabella’s body suddenly trembled, and she nervously waved her hands, saying, “Mr. Parker, I didn’t, I didn’t misappropriate anything!” Isabella’s voluntary confession made Orlando’s face darken. When Stella looked at my stomach, tears fell like raindrops. She sobbed and asked me, “Lilith, the baby, is the baby gone?” Orlando shuddered violently, then quickly asked, “Baby? What baby?” I shook my head, signaling Stella to stop talking. Orlando sensed something was wrong and rushed over to demand answers, but at that moment, the police arrived. “We heard someone mention catching an arsonist. Who is the arsonist?”
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