This was the first time I had openly shown my emotions. In the past, I always looked at Chuck with eyes filled with admiration and warmth. It was as if nothing he did could ever anger me.
Chuck opened his mouth slightly and asked, “Scarlett, are you mad? Is it because you and Quinn miscarried?”
His voice was hoarse, perhaps because the mention of two lives that had never fully formed had finally made him feel guilty toward me.
“It was a pressing decision for Harry and I. You and Quinn are already married to us, but Mel isn’t married. If something happened to her, how would she get married in the future?
“Can you be more understanding? When you said you wanted to marry me, I warned you about the risks of my job. You said you weren’t afraid of any danger.”
I bit down hard on my tongue, and the metallic taste of blood slowly spread in my mouth.
Ignoring the doctor’s attempts to stop me, I threw off the blanket. Without warning, I ripped open the
