Ex-Husband’s Love Dilemma

Chapter 46

Orlando exclaimed. “Cassandra, you’re truly hypocritical. You claimed you and Michael were just friends, so what do

meau now?

“People change,” Cassandra replied, unafraid of any misunderstanding from Orlando.

However her words seemed to have infuriated Orlando further. His grip on her chin tightened, able to crush it.

you

Cassandra held back her anger, but the coldness in her eyes irritated Orlando even more. He forcefully threw her onto the bed and pressed her down.

His handsome face darkened significantly, his eyes gleaming with an icy coldness. In a low and hoarse voice, Orlando murmured. “Cassandra, you are my wife, yet your heart yearns for another man. Do you truly think I won’t dare to take

action?”

Cassandra shielded her abdomen defensively with both hands, prompting an even more displeased look on Orlando’s face.

She gently pursed her lips and spoke softly. “Orlando, I’m merely stating the truth. Why such an exaggerated reaction?”

“Truth? So, are you admitting that you’re in love with Michael?” Orlando sneered, his words filled with icy scorn.

Cassandra fell silent.

“Answer me, Cassandra. Do you love him?” Orlando asked, his eyes shrouded in chilling determination. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“If you say so, then so be it. Um… Cassandra began, only to be abruptly silenced as he roughly kissed her. His kiss lacked all tenderness, intensifying as if each moment was designed to punish her, to inflict pain.

Cassandra struggled against his grip, but her resistance only seemed to fuel Orlando’s determination, making him all the more relentless.

In a matter of a mere half–minute, Cassandra’s entire being was thrown into disarray. She slapped his shoulders fervently, her hand brushing past his face multiple times, yet her actions seemed to make no difference.

“Orlando, let go of me! Leave!” She nearly screamed, trembling uncontrollably, her words verging on incoherent.

Cassandra thought, I can’t give in to him. I’m still in the first trimester, and he’s simply acting out of a desire to punish me. I dare not think about the potential outcomes.”

However, despite her resistance, Orlando proved overpowering.

“Orlando, you bastard! I hate you!” Cassandra cursed.

She didn’t know how long she had cursed. All she knew was that her voice had turned hoarse, rendering her unable to form. coherent syllables.

Broburgh’s weather was capricious, and at some point, rain began to pour, accompanied by incessant thunder and lightning. It created a backdrop reminiscent of a nightmare.

After what felt like an eternity, everything finally concluded.

Cassandra felt an aching pain in every inch of her body, the agony most intense in her lower abdomen. It felt as though she had been torn apart. The pain only kept getting worse.

Summoning all her strength, she struggled out of bed and headed to the bathroom. Standing beneath the showerhead, she let warm water cascade down from her head.

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A few minutes later, as she was about to get dressed, she noticed a vivid, glaring flow of bright red blood streaming down her legs. The intense gush felt like menstruation, startling her immediately.

Her eyes glazed over, her mind going blank, and she cried out, “Orlando…”

Upon hearing her cry, Orlando rushed into the bathroom. He pushed the door open and saw Cassandra falling backward. Swiftly, he caught her in his arms, but she had already lost consciousness. He called her name repeatedly, but there was no response. His face hardened as he quickly grabbed a towel, wrapped her in it, and carried her out

“Get the car ready to the hospital… quickly… Orlando urgently instructed.

Racing all the way, they soon arrived at the hospital.

Cassandra was rushed into the emergency room, leaving Orlando standing outside in disarray.

He was still dressed in casual attire, with faint traces of blood on his body, and only wore comfortable slippers. It was a stark contrast to his usually handsome and elegant appearance,

Inside the emergency room, Cassandra was connected to oxygen. Gradually regaining consciousness, she grabbed the doctor’s hand and weakly said, “I need Nellie…

She adamantly sought out Nellie, rejecting any treatment otherwise.

The doctor had no choice but to dispatch the nurse to locate Nellie.

Before long, Nellie entered the emergency room, her eyes widening in shock at the sight of Cassandra. Cassandra seized her hand and pleaded. “Nellie, help me. You must protect the baby for me. Promise me…”

“Don’t worry. Trust the doctor. Everything will be all right. You need to stay calm and cooperate fully, okay?” Nellie reassured Cassandra, holding her hand. After calming her down, she quickly updated the emergency doctor about the situation. She then instructed him to keep the pregnancy confidential, revealing it to no one but the patient.

Once all arrangements were in place, Nellie exited the emergency room. She recognized Orlando, and likewise, he knew her.

Seeing Nellie, Orlando immediately inquired, “How is Cassandra?”

Nellie calmly replied. “The situation is not optimistic, Mr. Quinn. If you can’t love her, just let her go and end this marriage, okay?”

Orlando’s expression turned cold, offering no response. Nellie merely glanced at him before leaving.

When Cassandra regained consciousness, she found herself back in the ward. The scent of disinfectant filled the air, and she gazed at the white ceiling. Gradually collecting her thoughts, she

instinctively reached for her abdomen, intending to sit up.

“What are you doing? The doctor said you need to rest. Don’t move. Lie down, okay?” Orlando stood beside the bed, placing one hand on her shoulder to stop her from rising.

“I need to see the doctor,” Cassandra insisted, emotion welling deep within her.

“The doctor said you’re fine. You need proper rest now,” Orlando said, assuming she was concerned about her well–being.

However, Cassandra was not receptive and persisted in requesting to see the doctor. “Get out of my way. I want to see the doctor, she declared, pushing Orlando aside and refusing his attempts to touch her.

Seeing her stubbornness, his expression turned steely, his eyes holding a cold indifference. In the end, without a word, he

called for the doctor.

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Cassandra appeared solemn and on the verge of asking about the baby, but in the presence of Orlando, she suppressed the urgent questions in her heart and calmly inquired, “Doctor, am 1 okay?”

“You’re fine. Don’t worry. Nellie has informed us of your situation, and everything is fine. You’ll just need to rest for a couple of days. Once everything has stabilized, we will discharge you, the doctor reassured.

The doctor had received explicit instructions from Nellie, allowing him to grasp the implied message in Cassandra’s words. To completely reassure Cassandra, the doctor also signaled with his eyes.

Only then was Cassandra relieved.

Choosing to ignore Orlando, she lay back down. She placed her hands gently on her abdomen while in her heart, she silently echoed. Thank you, little one, for remaining with me, for not leaving nie. Thank you for your strength. Don’t fret. I’ll shield you from any harm.

Cassandra’s night was full of turmoil, marked by intermittent sleep. She had not rested well, even as dawn approached.

At eight o’clock in the morning, Orlando woke her, suggesting, “Eat something before you go back to sleep. The doctor says you’re weak now and can’t skip meals, okay?”

Cassandra opened her eyes, her gaze cold and distant, avoiding his eyes.

Orlando continued. Last night…

“You don’t have to stay here watching over me. I plan to rest after breakfast, so could you please leave?” Cassandra cut him off, showing no interest in discussing the event from the previous night.