Chapter 11 

He raced all the way to our wedding house. 

Rushed in like crazy. 

Shirley was somewhat surprised when she saw him, “Robert, you have come to your senses…” 

Robert, oblivious to everything, went straight to the master bedroom. 

He pushed open my jewelry box and rummaged through it, making a clattering sound. 

Shirley followed, “Robert, what are you looking for?” 

He didn’t respond and muttered to himself, “Not here, not here…” 

The next moment, Robert lifted his head and quickly grabbed the necklace around Shirley’s neck, pulling it off forcefully. 

Shirley exclaimed. 

Robert joined the two chains in his hand together. 

Glossiness, style, all of them were the same vibrant green. 

His body shook. 

Shirley came over and supported him with a pale face, saying, “Robert, how are you!” 

Before I could finish speaking, Robert kicked me in the chest. 

She felt such intense pain that her vision turned black, cold sweat instantly formed on the tip of her 

, and she was on the verge of fainting. 

nose, 

“Robert, you’re crazy, I am Shirley!” 

Robert approached her, his gaze stern, and bent down, “What were you doing at the restaurant?” 

Shirley was taken aback, her face turning pale with fright. “I… I heard that you loved to eat…” 

Robert stared at her intently, “Do you think that just because she died, you can replace her?” 

Shirley shook her head desperately in fear, saying, “I didn’t have, I didn’t have Robert!” 

Robert grabbed her by the neck and lifted her up from the ground. 

Due to lack of oxygen, Shirley struggled desperately, flailing about. 

Tears streamed down her cheeks. “Robert, don’t, don’t…” 

Struggling, there was a loud crash. 

Chapter 11 

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The gift box on the table was knocked off and fell onto the ground. 

A piece of paper floated lightly. 

Robert looked and his pupils contracted. 

The one that drifted out was none other than my pregnancy test report. 

He picked it up from the ground with trembling fingers. 

There was also a piece of paper inside. 

Husband, I have good news to tell you! 

You are going to be a dad! 

In the future, we will be a family of three! 

I think, with a baby, whether it’s you or me. 

Responsible for the baby at all times. 

Let’s not argue anymore in the future. 

Alright, Robert. 

I loved you. 

“Carissa…” 

Upon seeing the letter I had written before, Robert’s voice sounded sorrowful and hoarse, “I know was wrong, would you please come back home…