The President's Secret Wife

Chapter 10

Chapter 010 Jenny Got a Bellyache and Bled

Lillian’s barrage of questions annoyed Barret a little.

He tugged at his tie and said lightly, “Mom, Jenny has been calm. It’s not as serious as you

make it out to be.”

“It’s not serious?”

Lillian tried to calm herself down and looked at Barret again. “Your grandpa doesn’t know about this yet. If he finds it out, you won’t get away with it, so behave yourself.”

“Well, I can tell what you’re thinking. If you want to hide it, hide it well. Grandpa’s health has been very poor lately and he’s not what he used to be. If he notices anything wrong with you and gets worse, I’ll teach you a good lesson as your mother.”

“And don’t think we’ll agree if you tell Jenny to ask for a divorce. I advise you to give up already. You’re my son, so I know you well enough.”

“Laura is not as innocent as you think. She had left decisively and came back like that after two years. Do you know what she’s up to?”

While Barret sipped at his tea, he wasn’t as calm as he looked.

How did his mother know all this?

On the way home, Barret didn’t say a word as he sat in the car, simmering with rage.

Even the driver in the front was holding his breath, gingerly.

“Jenny?” Barret called her by name just as he got home, trying to hold back his anger.

“Where is she?”

Just as he finished speaking, he saw Jenny on the couch.

As he approached, Jenny happened to wake up.

Seeing him come back, Jenny immediately rubbed her eyes and said sleepily, “You’re back? By the way, I have something to tell you. I think Mom has found out that we are getting a divorce.”

“Didn’t you tell her?” Barret asked angrily.

Jenny was confused by his question.

It took her a moment to get what he was saying and she looked incredulously at the man standing in front of her. “What do you mean? You mean I told Mom that we’re getting a

divorce?”

“Didn’t you?”

“No, I didn’t.”

Barret sneered, his dark eyes turning sharp and cold.

The coldness shot straight into Jenny’s heart, simply hurt worse than a knife. “I’ve only ever

talked to you about this. If it wasn’t you, who else? If you don’t want to divorce, you can tell me. Why are you playing such a trick? I said that I would make it up and give you whatever you want.

I would agree to it, even if you want an equal share of my property.”

Almost immediately, Jenny felt as if she had forgotten to breathe, and her mind went blank. She opened her mouth, only to find that suddenly she couldn’t utter a single word.

It hurt her so much to be misunderstood by him like that.

“You’ve got nothing to say about that?”

Barret’s contempt hurt her even more.

After a while, she collected herself. “So you think that I did all this for your money, for your fortune?”

“What else?” Barret looked at her coldly. “Or you don’t want a divorce at all? You pretended to agree and told Mom and Grandpa about it behind my back. Jenny, you’re really good at it and even I couldn’t help but be impressed.”

“So that’s how you think of me?”

With a self-mocking smile, Jenny lowered her eyelashes.

Enough, she was tired.

She didn’t want to explain or defend herself.

They were going to be divorced once Grandpa’s birthday party was over anyway. After that, they would go their separate ways and never have any contact again.

“How do you want me to think of you, after what you’ve done?”

“What about you? Why did you marry me in the first place?”

Even though she already knew why, Jenny was still stubbornly trying to get an answer like crazy.

She wanted to hear him tell her himself.

Barret’s silence made it even harder for her. “Why don’t you tell me? Just tell me!”

“You said you were marrying me of your own free will. Of your own free will? You sacrificed your marriage for your ex-girlfriend, and you used yourself as the bait for me to fall into your trap.

Barret, I’m really impressed by your willingness.”

“Tell me!” Jenny yelled out, unable to control it.

There was a long, silent moment.

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Jenny took a deep breath, and it suddenly felt like even the air hurt, stabbing her like a knife in

her throat.

“Why don’t you explain?” Jenny smiled sadly.

“Because you can’t explain it at all.”

She asked and then answered herself, feeling like a big hole had been cut in her heart and blood was dripping out.

“I’m sorry!”

At the end of the day, that was all she got from him.

“Ha-ha… sorry!” Jenny mumbled repeating it. She laughed so hard that even tears were coming

out of her eyes.

Sorry?

It was such a good word for everything.

It seemed like no matter what you did or what mistake you made, you could reply with this

word.

She was so upset.

She felt hurt and awful.

What’s more, she felt a spasm of pain in her belly, as if it was being wrenched.

Soon she felt something clammy between her legs.

Her face instantly turned pale and bloodless as Jenny thought about what was happening.

If she wasn’t wrong, she was bleeding, quite a lot.

“Baby, don’t scare Mummy. Please be safe and sound!”

“Be alright. Please be alright.”

“I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t protect you well enough!”

Jenny kept blaming herself.

Seeing her face unusually pale, Barret hurriedly said, “What’s wrong with you? You look so pale.

I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“Stop pretending.”

Jenny suddenly reached out and pushed his hand away.

The pain in her belly was getting more and more intense.

And she felt that she was still bleeding between her legs.

They said that the first trimester was the most unstable period for a pregnant woman and it was

very easy to miscarry.

Thinking of this, Jenny immediately regretted it.

Although she was angry with him, the baby was the most important thing now. She shouldn’t

have taken it out on him.

Her lips trembled as Jenny struggled to open her mouth to speak.

Suddenly, she blacked out and collapsed backwards without any further warning.

“Jenny.”

Fortunately, Barret was quick enough to catch her.

Jenny, wake up!”

Barret held her in his arms as he rushed downstairs and ordered to get the car ready.

Jenny woke up just as the car pulled up into the hospital and Barret rushed to the emergency

room with her in his arms.

He looked extremely anxious and his face was covered in sweat from running so fast. The man didn’t look as handsome and elegant as he used to be, but rather a bit messy and disheveled.

If only he was really worried about her out of love.

Unfortunately, it was just out of guilt, she guessed.

When they got to the emergency room, the blinding light overhead suddenly turned on. Jenny

didn’t close her eyes. She opened them wide and tears streamed down her face.

When the doctor came in, Jenny grabbed the doctor’s hand, crying and pleading, “I’m pregnant.

Please, please save my baby.”

Looking down at the scarlet blood coming wildly out from between her legs, the doctor managed to say, “I’ll do my best, but you have to be prepared. The chances of keeping it are extremely

slim.”