Chapter 122: Want a Divorce? No Way!
After Mia finished speaking, she watched James's face—his suspicions completely confirmed.
She had guessed right. This was exactly what he thought!
So in his heart, she was actually this twisted and cruel.
To divorce him, she could even do something as heartless as aborting their child.
Did it hurt?
She couldn't seem to feel anything anymore.
Nothing could hurt more than waking up on that operating table, realizing the child had already been removed from her body, that she had lost her baby forever.
She just stared at James coldly, her expression icy.
From the moment he rushed to the hospital yesterday, saw her, and without a single word of concern, immediately condemned her.
She knew then—he didn't believe her.
Even the servants knew how much she loved the baby in her womb. How could she bear to abort her own child?
But this James, the man she once loved to her bones, didn't believe her. After yet another night away from home, he came back with nothing but accusations.
If he cared about her even a little bit, he would know she wasn't that kind of person.
With all this time, he could have gone to the hospital first to verify the truth. Then he would have known—she didn't cruelly and heartlessly abort the baby. She had no choice!
She had no choice at all!
He would also know that they lost their baby because of him, and because of her.
It was them—they were the ones who caused their child's death in the womb!
"Say that again!"
Mia's casual words struck straight to the deepest part of James's heart.
Something shattered!
Crumbled to dust!
Even if he tried desperately to piece it back together, he couldn't.
The pain suffocated him.
James's hand gripping Mia's jaw tightened more and more as his emotions surged.
The force was so strong, as if he wanted to crush her jaw.
Mia didn't struggle. She let the pain spread from her jaw.
She looked at James even more coldly. Because of her weakness, her voice was soft, but she said it clearly: "To divorce you."
Every word was like poison.
Cruelly stabbing into James, corroding his organs, making him suffer.
Since this was the answer he wanted to hear, she would give it to him.
Without the child, what did she have left to care about!
It didn't matter anymore!
Nothing mattered anymore!
The pain in James's eyes deepened. "To get divorced, you really would abort our child?"
"Yes!"
Mia didn't hesitate to keep stabbing him with that poisoned knife!
Losing the child hurt him?
But she was the one in the most pain!
When she was in the most pain, he could still cruelly stab a knife into her heart!
As long as she could get divorced, she didn't care what he thought of her anymore.
He could think whatever he wanted, misunderstand however he liked—it was up to him.
To get divorced, Mia was leaving no room for anything.
Losing the child also meant losing the last connection between them.
It left her with nothing to worry about.
Without love, without concerns, she simply didn't care how far things would go between her and James.
Even if she became the person she hated most, even if they ended up truly hating each other, she had to get this divorce.
From today on, she wouldn't show any mercy.
Mia's gaze at James grew increasingly cold.
Her words became increasingly heartless.
"James, I told you a month ago at your office—I'll do whatever it takes to get divorced. I gave you chances, but all you did was stall!"
"James, you forced me to this! You forced me to abort the child..."
Even though she was saying things she didn't mean to get divorced, when mentioning aborting the child, Mia's heart still felt like it was being cut by knives.
"What a 'had no choice'!"
James angrily cut off Mia's words, nearly grinding his teeth to dust.
He looked at Mia before him, head tilted up, face full of cold indifference.
This was the woman he had cherished and pampered for four years, the woman he had unknowingly fallen in love with.
Her face should have been so familiar, but now it seemed so strange.
How could she speak so coldly about something as cruel and heartless as aborting their child?
As if, in the moment she removed the child, she also severed all feelings between them.
"Very good!"
James laughed in extreme anger!
But the laugh didn't reach his eyes.
There, only desolation remained!
His world had completely collapsed from the moment Mia personally admitted she cruelly aborted the child to force him into divorce.
Completely fallen into an abyss.
She had personally severed his last thread of hope for her!
So desperate for divorce?
Will do whatever it takes?
James slowly bent down. This movement pulled at his broken ribs, causing piercing, bone-deep pain.
Expressionless, his eyes full of bone-chilling coldness, he moved closer and closer to Mia's face.
She wanted to pull back, but his large hand controlled her, making it impossible to move.
His lips almost touched hers.
Using the most intimate distance to say the cruelest words.
Each sentence was like an ice pick, mercilessly stabbing into Mia's heart.
"Mia, I'm telling you—without my consent, you can forget about divorcing me in this lifetime! Hear me clearly—this lifetime, you can forget about it!"
His eyes were bone-chillingly cold!
She had personally pushed him into hell.
Already in hell.
How could he let her go?
So desperate to end this marriage?
Could even abort the child to end this marriage!
Really wonderful!
He would let her know—the marriage she desperately wanted to escape before was heaven.
True suffering in marriage was just beginning today.
After James finished speaking, he coldly released Mia's jaw and turned to stride away.
Mia's legs gave out. When he released her, her body softly collapsed again.
Her hand struck the vessel burning things.
The back of her hand was quickly burned by the high temperature, her skin scorched.
Mia seemed to feel no pain. She half-collapsed on the floor, staring blankly as the last bit of the fuzzy ball in the vessel burned away completely.
Her heart completely emptied.
Her eyes filled with deathly gray.
...
James walked out of the nursery without looking back.
He didn't want to look at Mia again.
This heartless Mia.
He stood outside the door, his large hand bracing against the doorframe to steady himself, unable to tell if it was the injury from the car accident that hurt, or the wound cruelly inflicted by Mia.
He struggled to take steps, his vision repeatedly darkening, each step difficult as he walked out.
But his vision grew increasingly blurry.
He had been forcing himself to hold on.
His injuries meant he absolutely shouldn't have left the hospital, but he just wanted an answer—an answer that Mia wasn't that heartless.
This answer really hurt.
Thinking of Mia's cruelty, James's heart twisted in pain again.
He stumbled, his legs unable to support him, and he fell to his knees.
Amelia, who had been waiting not far away, immediately instructed the private driver to drive over when she saw this. Pretending she had just arrived, she opened the car door and rushed over.
"James!"