My mom tried to persuade me to take back what I’d said.
She felt that refusing to pay Sarah’s ransom was already wrong.
And now, with Sarah losing her mind, to bring up divorce again was nothing but pushing her further into despair.
I shook my head. “The divorce must happen.”
“You beast!”
Linda’s pent-up fury finally exploded. She lunged at me, clawing wildly.
I dodged, and she fell hard to the ground, chipping a front tooth.
“My tooth…”
“Mom!”
“David, my sister became like this because of you—I’ll fight you to the death!”
Jason charged at me in a rage.
I kicked him away with one swift strike.
My action ignited the fury of the Miller relatives.
In an instant, a dozen people swarmed me.
I was outnumbered. Within seconds, I was beaten to the ground, covering my head as blows rained down.
Moments later, bloodied and battered, I forced myself back onto my feet.
I pulled out my phone to call the police—only for my dad to snatch it from me.
“What are you doing?”
“Calling the cops!”
The Miller relatives froze in panic. They had all laid hands on me—if I called the police, none of them would get away with it.
“Daughter, what’s wrong with you?”
Just then, Sarah collapsed unconscious!
Robert rushed to call an ambulance, and Sarah was taken to the hospital. After the doctor’s examination, the shocking news came: Sarah was pregnant.
“Doctor, terminate the pregnancy.”
“What nonsense are you spouting?”
My dad stared at me in disbelief. The Miller family, too, was stunned. They had already seen how ruthless I could be, but this decision shattered what little humanity they thought I had left.
No wife. No child.
“David, are you insane? That’s your child! How could you tell the doctor to get rid of it?”
Jason grabbed me by the collar, eyes blazing with fury as if he wanted to tear me apart.
“Sarah is already insane. How could she possibly be a fit mother? Instead of letting the child suffer after being born, it’s better to end it now.”
I explained calmly.
“You bastard!”
Jason punched me square in the face.
“You beast!”
Even Robert lost control, but fortunately, the doctor stepped in to stop them.
“This is a hospital. Please control yourselves. Who is the father of the child?”
“I am,” I answered.
“Then please come with me.”
“David, don’t do something you’ll regret for the rest of your life,” my mom pleaded.
“You’re a man—you must take responsibility as a husband and father. And besides, Sarah may not stay insane forever. There’s always a chance she could recover. Think carefully before you make this decision,” my dad said grimly.
Not long after, I returned. Everyone’s eyes were fixed on me.
My mom asked what I had decided.
I told them I had signed the papers authorizing the doctor to terminate Sarah’s pregnancy.
The room fell silent as if struck by lightning.
Seconds later, Robert and Linda lunged at me in a frenzy.
But this time, I stepped back and warned coldly, “Anyone lays a hand on me again, I’ll call the police. If you’re not afraid of prison, go ahead.”
“You beast!”
