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But Nichol, his body hardened by years of regular exercise, was frighteningly strong.
Nichol slapped her across the face, the force ringing in her ears as he gripped her neck and slammed her into
the vanity. His voice was venomous, laced with the nastiest words. “Even pregnant, you can’t behave. Once you
bring this baby into this world, Ill kill you!”
Drunk and out of control, Nichol unleashed a brutal beating. By the the cto his senses, Talia’s limp body
had already collapsed into unconsciousness. Unbothered, Nichol shrugged it off. He tossed her into his car with
no more care than a piece of luggage and drove to a nearby clinic to pick up smedication.
The doctor at the small, dimly lit clinic was an old friend of Nichol’s. The moment his eyes fell on Talia’s battered
form, his expression darkened with disgust. He didn’t need to ask what had happened. “How could you hit her
again? Such a beautiful woman! And you still laid your hands on her?”
Nichol lit a cigarette, his face cold and unmoved as smoke curled around him. “She deserves it. She's
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The doctor let out a frustrated sigh as he examined her, shaking his head. “This is bad. | can’t treat her here. Her
injuries are serious—there might be fractures. She needs a hospital.”
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Nichol scowled, irritation flaring in his voice. “If | take her to the hospital, they'll report it. Domestic violence...
Even if | don’t go to jail, they'll investigate me. Too much trouble.”
The doctor chuckled dryly. “Worried, huh? Letgive you sadvice—you should calm down a bit. Even in
marriage, domestic violence can escalate into a bigger issue. If she’s seriously injured, she could use it to
blackmail you.”
Nichol sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “Blackmail me? Really? If we divorce, she’ll oweeverything
I've given her. The house, the gifts—and let's not forget the money | spent on her father’s kidney transplant. Can
she afford to payback?”
The doctor nodded, a thin smile tugging at his lips. “You're right. After all, they owe you a lot. When they take
your money, they should expect to pay the price, sooner or later. So, what was it this time? What made you hit
her?”
Nichol’s jaw tightened as the memory of that overheard conversation resurfaced, the words replaying in his mind
like poison. Frustration burned through him. The guy’s nwas Pierre, wasn’t it? He would make sure this
Pierre guy regretted ever having contacted Talia.
Over the next few days, Pierre occasionally sent Talia messages to check in, asking how she was doing. Talia
always replied that she was fine and, more than once, invited him to her wedding. Pierre politely declined each
time.
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