CHAPTER 1: CHAPTER 1: YOU NEVER ONCE THOUGHT OF SAVING ME

"Iris Crawford, you’re about to become second-hand goods."

Iris could never have imagined that while she was sick and hospitalized, her beloved husband would hold his mistress and sneer arrogantly at her, "A dead fat woman thinks she can have Young Master Jacobs all to herself? In your dreams."

Holding the divorce papers in her hand, Iris subconsciously asked, "Jacobs, is this... your intention?"

Jordan Jacobs turned his face away from her bewildered and pained eyes, "You’re fat and ugly, not worthy of me."

"I’m not worthy of you?"

Iris’s eyes turned red, "If I’m not worthy, why did you marry me in the first place? I’ve loved you for so many years..."

Back then, Jordan, in our youthful days, you promised to marry me...

"I gained weight because I needed steroids for my kidney disease!" Iris couldn’t believe her husband could be so heartless, "How can you abandon me like this... Do marital ties really mean nothing to you anymore?"

"Marrying you has been a disgrace, and you talk about ties?" Jordan laughed coldly, "Yvonne Jennings is my true love. Since you’re in poor health, why don’t you step back gracefully!"

She was his disgrace.

He was wealthy, young, and famous, chased by countless women, and now—everyone laughed at him for having a dead fat wife.

"I’m still carrying your child, how can you be so heartless!"

Iris refused to sign, and Jordan pressed her hand to force her to sign, their struggle almost tearing the paper.

Hearing this, Jordan laughed even colder, "I haven’t even touched you, where’s the child? You dead fat woman want to keep me? At least make up something I’d believe!"

No, that day they both drank too much, woke up lying together... even though she had no memory of that night, Iris was tested pregnant during her hospital stay, and Jordan refused to acknowledge it!

"You’re not going to talk about that time we drank, are you? I don’t remember, don’t use this to trap me. Pregnant? You’re not worthy of having my child!" The cold words pierced Iris’s heart like a bleeding wound, her eyes reddened, "But I’m really pregnant!"

Iris’s mind went blank, the paper crinkling loudly in her hands.

Yvonne was infuriated that Iris wouldn’t concede her place, grabbing her hair and pulling painfully, Iris screamed, unable to retaliate, "What are you doing!"

"You shameless fat woman, sign the divorce papers already! Jacobs said he never touched you, making up a child now is too late, sign it!" Seeing Iris resist, with no one else in the room, Yvonne couldn’t be bothered to hide her true nature, her fierce expression fully revealed, "Your husband is already my husband!"

At this point, seeing Jordan’s resolute expression, Iris trembled as if about to die, "How can you trample on my dignity like this, we are husband and wife... Jacobs..."

I’ve been with you for so many years, only to have you promote a mistress while I’m hospitalized, Jordan Jacobs, you’re tearing my heart apart!

"Do you still not know how we got married?"

Jordan’s tone was extremely harsh, "If it weren’t for your wealthy brother, would I have gritted my teeth to marry you?"

Iris felt like her heart was being split in two, despair pouring out from its cracks, engulfing her.

Jordan Jacobs, you’re truly ruthless, leaving me with not even a shred of affection...

Unable to bear Iris’s accusatory gaze, Jordan turned and left with his mistress in his arms, "I’ll send someone to collect the divorce papers tonight, just disappear from my world!"

But that night, Iris didn’t wait for Jordan to come for the papers, instead, she was knocked unconscious and kidnapped from the hospital, waking up in horror to find Yvonne there too.

She was tied up in the same way, crying like a weeping pear blossom.

Seeing Iris move, a thug came over and smacked Iris’s head, "Dead fat woman! You finally woke up, when your husband comes with five million to ransom someone, guess who he’ll save?"

Iris felt a cold chill in her heart, the thug was making him choose! Five million could only save one!

Just then, the sound of a car engine turning off and hurried footsteps came from outside, Jordan Jacobs, her husband, her hope was here!

At the point of despair, the kidnapper shouted, "Five million can only save one, Jordan Jacobs, make your choice!"

A choice?

But a thought crossed Jordan’s mind, if he ignored this now, abandoning Iris would mean no one would ever kidnap his marital freedom again, he could be with Yvonne naturally and smoothly.

If it weren’t for Iris’s wealthy family, would he have married her? He couldn’t tolerate it anymore, and now the opportunity was in front of him, why should he endure it any longer!

"I choose... to save her."

Pointing to Yvonne, Jordan deliberately avoided Iris’s eyes.

At that moment, Iris felt a soul-crushing pain rising from the depths of her lungs, suffocating her.

The knife was at her neck, the cold blade possibly not as cold as her heart.

Jordan Jacobs, I understand now, is this what you meant by disappearing from your world?

And it was just at this moment—

Security guards outside thought they had found an opportunity, rushed forward as the kidnapper and Jordan negotiated, fighting with the thugs, while long-waiting police officers surged in together too.

Yet Iris in the corner was grabbed by a desperate thug with a knife in hand, waving it in the air, "You dare provoke me, you don’t believe I can do it, right!"

"Don’t provoke the thug!" The police warned, but it was too late, Jordan’s men acted rashly, charging in first!

Were they in a rush to protect their master, or was it... hinted by Jordan?

The knife pressed against her belly, Iris screamed, "Jordan Jacobs!"

Her voice was heart-wrenching, as if they had driven out all her blood!

Jordan should have stopped, but at that moment he protected Yvonne, staring straight at the knife as it mercilessly stabbed down into Iris.

He wanted her to die!

He wanted her to die!!!

At that moment, Iris couldn’t tell who the real culprit was, the thug? Or the husband she loved so much, who let it all happen.

Jordan Jacobs, even if you won’t save me, how could you not even save the child...

A sharp glint drew an arc through the air, the sting turned Iris’s face ghostly pale, her complexion lost all color!

The knife and betrayal pierced her body together! Shattering her kindness and self-deception!

Jordan Jacobs, how did you become so hypocritical and vicious!

Someone rushed over to subdue the thug next to Iris, and soon the sound of an ambulance echoed outside.

Jordan held Yvonne, staring intently at the blood flowing from Iris, would she die from blood loss?

Iris would die, right?

But why...even though he wished she would disappear, why did his hand around Yvonne tremble uncontrollably...

Iris was lifted onto the stretcher, surrounded by others, and Jordan pretended to care and moved forward as well.

But this moment, looking at the handsome face of the man, she felt she never knew her husband at all, he had turned her love into a joke.

"Great... no need for me to sign the divorce papers...widowhood will set you free, right?"

Jordan’s teeth chattered for some reason, "Stop playing the victim..."

As the ambulance sound gradually approached, Iris’s body turned colder, her eyes were about to close.

"Not playing the victim, it’s fulfillment."

Look, he wanted her life, wasn’t she about to die?

"You’ve harmed me so... how will you repay me in the future..." She tasted blood in her mouth, her eyes bloodshot, her words were already faltering.

I hate you, Jordan Jacobs, I hate you!

"Iris..." Jordan dared not meet Iris’s eyes, those eyes were too filled with despair, as if the world collapsed, and she would be shattered along with it...

Iris smiled as she took her last breath, "If I had another chance, I would never fall in love with you. I want you to...not...die...well..."