Marina Cassian Novel The Husband Who Left Me to Die Will Beg for My Mercy

I thought marrying a billionaire would save my life.

Instead, it became the reason I nearly died.

My husband left me in labor to protect his mistresss child.

His people tied me down, drugged me, and tried to stop my baby from coming.

He thought I would break.

But I survived.

Now its his turn to kneel.

I had a fling with a younger guy back in the day. Once I had him hooked, I dumped him.

Later, he became a billionaire CEO. He found me, broke and bankrupt, and married me.

Everyone said I hit the jackpot.

But they didn't know he brought different women home every single night.

I didn't cry. I didn't fuss. But it drove him mad.

He retaliated by getting his mistress, Delilah, pregnant.

I stayed calm, cool as ice. He slammed me against the wall.

Marina, do you actually love me or not?

Later, Delilah and I broke our water at the same time.

I fell to my knees, telling him I loved him, begging him to take me to the hospital.

He hugged me tight, a cruel smile on his face.

I knew it!

You liar.

He shoved me away, hard.

He scooped up Delilah, then walked out without a backward glance.

Ill send you to the hospital later. The pain of childbirth is your punishment!

All I saw was his retreating back as he rushed away.

My lower abdomen ached as if all strength had been drained from me.

I collapsed heavily to the floor.

Amniotic fluid gushed out, soaking my thighs, spreading a wet stain on the ground.

Weakly, I raised a hand, calling out to a maid nearby, my voice hoarse.

Please, take me to the hospital

The maid looked at me, her face full of dilemma.

Mrs. Miller, Cassian specifically told us we must wait for him to return. I wouldnt dare

You wouldnt dare? I clutched my abdomen, my voice trembling from the pain.

If anything happens to me or the baby, Cassian will never forgive you. Take me now!

The maid, terrified, finally scrambled to her feet and rushed out.

She had barely reached the door when Cassians personal assistant, David, blocked her path.

David, Mrs. Miller is in labor. She needs to go to the hospital right away, the maid stammered nervously.

David glanced at the fluid on the floor, then at my contorted face, his tone calm.

Mr. Miller said to wait for him. Mrs. Miller is just using her pregnancy to manipulate us again. Help her back to her room to rest.

If we delay any longer, the baby will be gone! Will you take the blame?!

I desperately pushed myself up, pointing a trembling finger at him.

David offered a polite, fake smile, his eyes devoid of any warmth.

Mrs. Miller, Mr. Miller is with Miss Delilah at the hospital, making sure her baby is safe. He said to wait for him to return.

You know Cassians temper. No one dares to cross him.

Im in labor! The baby cant wait!

The agonizing contractions returned, like a knife twisting and tearing inside my abdomen.

I curled into a ball, cold sweat instantly soaking through my clothes.

What are you waiting for? Help Mrs. Miller to bed, now.

David snapped, his voice sharp.

Two maids immediately rushed forward, ignoring the intense pain in my abdomen, roughly grabbing my arms and dragging me towards the bedroom.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a warm liquid gushing out. I looked downit was blood!

Blood! Im bleeding!

Frantically, I grabbed a maids hand, screaming.

Take me to the hospital, quickly! Any later and the baby will really be in danger!

Mrs. Miller, I cant make that decision. Ill call the family doctor over first.

The maid pulled her hand away, guilt written on her face.

I dont want a family doctor! I need to go to the hospital!

Mrs. Miller, please dont get angry. Ill go ask David right away.

The maid finished speaking and ran out in a panicked hurry.

The pain in my abdomen was like a knife carving into my very bones.

Cold sweat, mixed with blood and amniotic fluid, soaked the velvet blanket.

Time ticked by, but no one came.

Dragging my bleeding body, I painfully shifted to the edge of the bed and grabbed Martha, who had just walked in, by the hem of her uniform, crying out.

Martha, please, go check! I cant hold on any longer

Martha nodded, her face full of sympathy.

Mrs. Miller, just hold on. Ill go hurry them up now.

But as she turned, David blocked her.

He slowly walked towards me. His gaze swept over the blood-stained blanket, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.

It was quickly replaced by cold indifference.

Let Dr. Miller take a look first.

As he spoke, Dr. Miller quickly entered with his medical bag.

Several maids immediately stepped forward and pinned down my struggling limbs.

Let go of me! I need to go to the hospital!

I twisted my body desperately, tears mixing with cold sweat.

The baby cant wait!

Dr. Miller, expressionless, examined me. Then he took out a few white pills and instructed Martha to give them to me.

Whats that?

I shook my head wildly.

I wont take it! Are you trying to kill my baby?!

Its medication to delay labor. The contractions will lessen after you take it.