Mathilde sneered.
So, in the man's heart, she had long been impure.
She ignored him and turned to leave, but he grabbed her, forcibly pried open her lips, and poured the medicine down her throat.
"Mathilde, I won't allow you to carry another man's child."
"Consider this a lesson. If you dare to bully Louisa again, it won't be so easily forgiven."
Mathilde looked extremely nervous.
She was pregnant. She shouldn't take the contraceptive pill!
Before she could spit it out, two servants came up and lifted her upstairs, forcing her into the pool and disinfecting her repeatedly.
Her delicate skin was scrubbed raw, the water tinged with blood.
"Ms. Portier, your husband said you are too dirty tonight and you need to be disinfected."
She already had injuries on her body, and the disinfectant caused her excruciating pain.
She struggled hard and said, "It's not me who's dirty, and it's not me who need to be disinfected. You guys go away!"
Mathilde, with a strength she didn't know she possessed, pushed the two servants away.
She leaned over the sink, desperately trying to induce vomiting, but the contraceptive pill seemed to have already entered her stomach.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't bring it up.
Her heart sank. She glanced at the bathtub beside her and immediately sank in.
The two servants went to inform Edward.
Edward was about to get out of Louisa's bed, but she stopped him and said, "Edward, forget it. She should know she was wrong. Just forgive her."
Seeing Louisa's kindness, his disgust towards Mathilde was even greater.
“Louisa, this time she must suffer enough pain so she dares not bully you again.”
“You should rest early. I'll handle the rest.”
As the man left, the kindness on Louisa's face was instantly replaced by mockery.
"Mathilde, I told you, you can't beat me."
Edward went to Mathilde's room and found the bathroom door locked from the inside, with water constantly overflowing from inside.
Suddenly, the man panicked and forcefully slammed open the bathroom door.
What caught the eye was she sinking into the bathtub, her entire face turning white.
Edward jumped in immediately, pulling her out and frantically pressing on her chest.
For the first time, his eyes reddened for her.
"Mathilde, you can't die! Wake up!"
After pressing down for an unknown amount of time, Mathilde finally vomited the water from her chest.
She clutched her chest and coughed relentlessly, finally vomited up the the contraceptive pill!
Although her chest hurt and her eyes stung, she still managed to smile.
Seeing her laughing, Edward grabbed her wrist and coldly questioned her.
"Mathilde, are you crazy?"
She gave no response.
She knew she wasn't crazy, she was just happy because the child was saved.
It didn't matter who Edward loved or protected.
When the time came, she would take the child and fly far away.
Seeing her having no response, Edward felt a little anxious.
In the past, if she suffered any grievances, she would always turn to him for comfort.
But this time, she was actually seeking death, so he was afraid.
He only wanted the four of them to live together; he never imagined she would leave him.
So that night, he didn't leave, but stayed with her the whole night.
He kept promising in Mathilde's ear.
"Mathilde, don't do anything to upset me anymore. Be good, and our family will live a good life together."
"Mathilde, I love Louisa, but I also have feelings for you. When you get pregnant and give birth, I will treat you both the same."
She said nothing, and silently packaged all the evidence she had encountered in these days and sent it to the police station's email.
She was leaving at dawn, but both Edward and Louisa would have to pay the price for their actions.
She was going to sue Edward until he was ruined!
For the whole night, she didn't give him a good face.
The next morning, Edward didn't put a cold face on his buttocks and left.
At noon, Mathilde received a message from the town hall.
[Ms. Haagen, you and Mr. Edward Portier have successfully divorced, and your identity in UK has been successfully cancelled."
Looking at the long-awaited message, her eyes welled up with tears.
She and Edward were finally divorced. From now on, she was simply herself, no longer the Ms. Portier that others called her.
She packed her luggage, left the Portier Family's manor with her suitcase, and got into a taxi.
However, the taxi didn't head to the airport, instead, it took her to another manor even more luxurious than the Portier Family's.
Just as she got off the car, she sensed something was wrong and was about to escape, but a deep male voice came behind her.
"Ms. Haagen, where are you trying to escape with my child?"
