My husband chose to save his junior female classmate

chapter 3

Did Ben even realize that our baby was gone?

If I survived this, I'd never want to see him again in this lifetime.

The police kept urging him to save me, but Ben continued to refuse. He even mocked the police, saying I'd bribed them too.

Infuriated, the officer pulled out his phone to call another hospital for an ambulance.

Just then, Marina walked out.

"Harriet, you're wasting medical resources and police manpower. Aren't you even a little ashamed? Just get up. I won't hold you responsible anymore.

Ben's gaze softened with affection. "Marina, you're still too kind. You don't need to reason with someone like her."

Then his face darkened as he barked an order, "Security, drag this troublemaker to the storage room. No one opens that door without my permission!"

The officer was shocked. "You can't do that! That's illegal detention!"

Ben didn't care. "She's my wife. How is it detention? She's gotten too out of hand. It's time she learned a lesson."

At his command, two security guards came over and roughly yanked me up.

The pain from the gaping wound made me scream.

That was when Erica Bellamy, my best friend, rushed in after getting the police call. The moment she saw the knife stuck in my abdomen, tears instantly streamed down her face.

"Ben, are you out of your damn mind? You're just going to watch her die? Are you trying to kill her?'"

Erica was also a doctor and worked at a different hospital.

After quickly assessing my condition, she immediately signaled others to lift me onto a gurney. As I finally let out a sigh of relief, Ben blocked our path again.

"You're not taking her anywhere. She hasn't even apologized to Marina for hurting her."

Erica glanced at Marina, whose cheeks were rosy and looked completely unharmed.

She immediately lost her temper. The two started shouting at each other.

Lying on the gurney, I found that my heart was already too numb from pain.

Ben, we'd been married for seven years. Couldn't we just part peacefully? Did I have to lose our child and my life too?

Suddenly, his shadow loomed over me.

He strode forward and said, "Alright, since none of you believe me, let's find out whether the knife pierced her stomach or a fake blood pack!"

He gave me a mocking smile. "Harriet, I gave you plenty of chances. You're the one who threw them away."

With that, he reached out, gripped the knife handle, and prepared to pull it out.