He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 175

"My baby..."

She finally spoke, her voice horribly raspy.

"My baby..."

As she spoke, it was as if someone had drained every ounce of strength from her body. She curled in on herself, her frail shoulders trembling violently beneath the oversized hospital gown.

Muffled sobs clawed their way out of her throat, sounding incredibly agonizing.

"Grant Gauthier..."

She lifted her head, staring daggers at him through tear-filled eyes, her gaze burning with an icy, marrow-deep hatred.

"It was you!"

"You killed our child with your own hands!"

The moment the words hit him, Grant felt as though he had been struck by lightning. His mind went entirely blank.

Our... child?

What was she talking about?

Was it really his baby?

A second after the thought surfaced, Grant quickly snapped back to his senses.

He felt as though he had just heard the funniest joke in the world and couldn't stop a harsh scoff from escaping his lips.

"Sienna, are you out of your mind? Did you forget you personally told me the child wasn't mine!"

"I was lying to you!"

Sienna violently sat up and used every ounce of her strength to shove him away.

Her eyes were bloodshot as she cradled her empty stomach in near-hysteria.

"I hate you! I hate how you treated me like a toy you could pick up and throw away whenever you wanted. I hate that you humiliated me over and over again for Lyla! That's why I purposely told you the baby was someone else's!"

Her voice was shrill and devastating, every single word laced with a gut-wrenching despair.

"But I never thought... I never thought you could be so heartless!"

"That was your own flesh and blood! How could you... how could you just watch as he died inside me!"

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