My Husband Hates Me

?had been deeply in love with for ten years

tic as to believe that he had appeared i

filled with courage. She quickened her pace and grabbed him by

that she w

at you are pregnant wi

ce did not car

onto Dorothy's thin arm

ting from the spot where her arm was grasped. The pain m

e compared to the pain she was fe

ook on her face as she said in despair, "Credence, we have been married for four years. Even if you do not love me

comments about our child? Tell

t in his hands at Dorothy's face, his eyes were filled with bitter iciness. "The pr

leaving a striking red blood mark. It seemed

paternity test report with trembling hands. When she

hat Credence was no

as a

that p

had sex with any other men.

hment. Before she could recover from the shock, Credence

right to its core. There was a painful cr

lieve me?" sh

he cold expression on his face repeatedly reminded her that he was serious. He was desperate to draw a clear lin

would take care of me for the rest of my life and that I w

t was almost inaudible. "I understand that you hate me. But do you

ull of despair

joke ever. He let out a cold laugh and looked at Dorothy i

et a divorce. This report must be wrong! Credence, this

ce. He lit up a cigarette between his fingers. Surrounded by