No Chance For His Late Regret Love

Synopsis

My husband, Thomas Evans, insisted I'd pushed his first crush, Lucy Hill, causing her to miscarry. I didn't shed a single tear. Without a second thought, I turned and ran straight into the middle of the road. "Yeah, I did it. I'll throw myself in front of a truck and atone for her unborn child." Thomas's face went ashen as he desperately yanked me back from under the wheels, sweating bullets in terror. Thomas's mother, Ruby Evans, forced me to drink some so-called miracle cure meant to nurse Lucy back to health, to test its effect. Instead, I picked up the half bottle of sleeping pills from our bedroom and drank it all in one gulp. Less than a minute later, I collapsed to the floor, foaming at the mouth, twitching uncontrollably, my eyes rolling back. In her panic, Ruby dropped the cup in her hand, and it shattered into pieces. She scrambled to the neighbor's door, begging for help, crying loudly. After I was rescued and revived, Lucy was bawling her eyes out outside the hospital room. Thomas's younger brother, Daniel Evans, stormed in, clutching a hammer and pointing it right at me. "Stop playing the victim. If you pull any more crazy stunts on Thomas, I'll smash your skull in." I shot up from the bed, grabbed the hammer, and slammed it against my forehead. "Go ahead and hit right here. If you can't crack it, don't even think about leaving." Daniel was so freaked out that he nearly lost his soul. He scrambled to snatch the hammer back, stumbled away, and ended up on the floor.