"I told you, you messed with the wrong person! You think you, looking so shabby, could dream of getting my husband? Go to hell!"

She grabbed my face so tightly that I couldn't move, easily allowing her to press her knee into my stomach.

I looked up at Chelsea, and it was as if she had lost her mind; the pressure from her knee increased steadily, giving me no chance to fight back!

At that moment, I had only one thought in my mind. This baby must be saved!

This was my husband's child!

"Chelsea, won't this lead to death?"

Finally, someone behind Chelsea spoke up to stop her.

But just as the thought formed, Chelsea pushed them back.

"What are you afraid of? My husband is a CEO, my mother-in-law is the richest woman in the city—if anything happens, they will cover for me! We're just teaching a mistress a lesson; why are you scared?"

The girl behind me trembled and approached, but seeing my face covered in blood, she was also scared and backed off.

"But she's pregnant; if she has a miscarriage..."

Chelsea stood up and casually shoved the girl, causing her to stumble back and instantly shut up.

"This is a bastard! It must not be kept! I brought you here to back me up; if anything happens, I'll take the blame! What are you afraid of? My mother-in-law loves me so much; she'll definitely help me clean up the mess!"

"But you haven't even met your mother-in-law yet..."

"My mother-in-law said she would love anyone Philip loves! No matter what trouble I get into, she'll cover for me. Besides, teaching a mistress a lesson is the right thing to do; even if my mother-in-law were here, she would support me!"

Just as she finished speaking, someone ran out from the side of the living room holding a porcelain urn, panicking as they reported to Chelsea.

"Chelsea, does it look like ashes in this jar? Should I smash it?"

That was my husband's ashes!

After his accident, I brought his ashes back to the country.

I was planning to settle his ashes properly after my son got his marriage certificate.

My husband was the only man in my life; we shared over twenty years of deep love and devotion.

We built our wealth from scratch, becoming the richest in Rossie City, all because my husband was there to support me along the way.

But today...

"Smash!"

At Chelsea's command, the person raised the urn, ready to smash it to the ground.

With my last breath, I tried desperately to stand up.