Chapter 4

"You're the mistress who broke up my son's family!"

Brenda's shrill voice screeched.

My back slammed hard against the wall, and my entire abdomen clenched with sudden, agonizing pain.

She snatched the baby from my arms, handing him to Seraphina.

Immediately, the police officers present also swelled with indignation.

"Exactly, everyone at the force knows Blake and his wife are a couple!"

"If it weren't for his wife providing clues, solving so many major cases, how could Commissioner Blake have been promoted so quickly?"

"You, his useless ex-wife, only dragged Blake down. Your face should be hurting!"

Providing clues? Solving cases and getting promoted?

Didn't *I* help Blake achieve all of that?

Not only did he steal my identity, but he was even shamelessly attributing all my achievements to Seraphina.

Giving her a prestigious, honorable facade.

Why?!

"Exactly! Even if you're mentally ill, interfering with an officer's marriage is a crime!"

"You loose woman, stop pretending to be Mrs. Blake and dirtying our eyes. It's a good thing Commissioner Blake is kind-hearted; if it were me, I would have already..."

Malicious insults echoed endlessly around me.

Amidst this chilling verbal assault, my face pale, I looked at the man who stood aloof, keeping his distance.

"Blake."

My voice was weak.

"You tell them... how did you truly get your position as commissioner?"

Blake's fingers clenched abruptly. He turned his head, looking at me coldly, a rare flicker of hatred surfacing in his usually indifferent eyes.

I laughed.

"You said the front lines were too dangerous, that you didn't want to risk your life and just wanted to stay safely in the rear. I agreed."

"After we got engaged, you said your rank was too low, that you weren't worthy of me, so I went and begged my dad."

"You complained that cases were too complicated, too hard to solve. I worked day and night, sacrificing sleep and meals, to give you clues. And this is how you—"

"Enough!"

Blake roared suddenly.

He strode forward and grabbed my throat, his eyes bloodshot and ferocious as he screamed at me.

"You're lying! Everything I have today, I earned myself! What does it have to do with a failure like you?!"

My neck screamed in pain, the intense feeling of suffocation instantly blackening my vision, my face swelling purple with congested blood.

But my resolute words had provoked Blake's sudden fury.

The high-ranking officials and noblewomen, witnessing this, began to whisper, as if they had uncovered something.

Seeing this, a dark glint flashed in Seraphina's eyes. Cradling the baby, she dropped to her knees with a thud, crying mournfully.

"Sister Skylar, I've tolerated your crazy ramblings on normal days."

"But in a setting like this, if you talk nonsense, you'll truly ruin Blake's future!"

"I beg you, sister, I'll kowtow to you, just please stop acting insane! Okay…?"

She shuffled forward a few steps on her knees, gripping my pant leg, bowing low as if to repeatedly hit her head on the ground.

Blake gasped, the hand clamped on my throat instantly loosening. He knelt to help her up.

But the next second, Seraphina, still holding my leg, flung herself backward, falling to the ground.

At the same time, she screamed.

"Ah—! Sister Skylar, you'll kill me with your kicking!"

Before I could react, the next instant, Blake's hysterical slap came down hard.

"Skylar! You ungrateful bitch!"

A dull ache flared on my right cheek. I instinctively tried to retaliate, but Brenda brutally kicked me in my lower back.

Caught off guard, I was sent flying into a display cabinet.

As I stumbled and fell, an excruciating pain ripped through my abdomen. A gush of crimson blood flowed down my legs.

My spot on the floor was instantly drenched in red.

I lay sprawled in a pool of blood, my entire body aching as if it had been torn apart.

"My belly... Blake... my belly hurts..." Tears of blood welled in my eyes, and I reached out to Blake for help.

But above me, Brenda's foot brutally stomped on my hand, the pain making my bones feel like they would shatter.

"Whore! Stop faking it! My son won't be threatened by you!"

My vision blurred with tears, my lips trembling. "Blake... I'm not faking... please... take me to the hospital..."

But Blake didn't even turn to look at me. He was carefully protecting Seraphina, his voice cold and heartless.

"Enough! Skylar, stop pretending and apologize to Seraphina!"

"Always using the baby as an excuse, do you really think I'll believe you?!"

With that, Blake angrily turned his head, but when his eyes suddenly caught sight of the blood beneath me,

The disgust on his face instantly crumbled, subtly revealing a flicker of fear.

Blake knew who I was; he absolutely couldn't just stand by and let me die.

Staring intently into Blake's panicked eyes, I forced back the gut-wrenching pain, gritting my teeth as I spoke to him.

"BLAKE! If anything happens to the child in my belly! YOU! His own father!"

"Will be his killer!"

"My dad, my brother, they will make your entire Blake family pay! Hurry! Get me to a hospital!"