C1 Tell her to get the hell out of my world

"Screams echoed through the air, 'Help! It hurts so much!'

As the agonizing cries filled the space, a growing crowd rushed to the scene, curiosity and concern drawing more people in.

On the second-floor landing, Jisoo stood, watching Emily tumble down the stairs. She glanced at her hands, bewildered and at a loss for words. Muttering to herself, she wondered, 'How could this happen?'

Emily was perfectly fine just moments ago, so how did she end up falling?

'What's going on?'

It was the night of the Worthington family banquet, with guests pouring in—elite members of old-money families. The onlookers surrounded the fallen Emily, demanding answers.

'What happened? How did she fall?'

'She... it was her...'

Emily, in pain, looked toward the second-floor staircase.

The crowd suddenly realized.

'It was Jisoo who pushed her!'

'Oh my God, Jisoo, even if you don't like Emily, you shouldn't resort to such cruelty! She's pregnant!'

'Exactly! Even if you're willful, there should be limits!'

'No, it's not... ' Faced with accusations, Jisoo, pale-faced, shook her head repeatedly. She wanted to explain it wasn't her, she didn't push!

But no one was willing to listen.

"Move aside!" A deep, belated male voice, tinged with anger, cut through the commotion.

It was Reginald Worthington, Jisoo's husband of less than two months.

'Reginald...' Jisoo was relieved, about to seek his help.

However, Reginald lifted his head, his gaze sharp as a knife, directed squarely at her. 'How can you be such a malicious woman, doing such vicious things!'

'No...' Jisoo shook her head repeatedly, 'It's not me...'

'Not you? Then who?'

Reginald didn't believe her at all. His handsome face was filled with disdain and hatred.

'Did Emily jump on her own? How arrogant can you be, openly and secretly bullying her? Doesn't everyone know? Do I need to list everything for you?'

Her husband's ruthless words left Jisoo speechless, overwhelmed with injustice.

'Ah...' Emily, clutching her stomach in pain, leaned against Reginald, her breath trembling. 'Reginald, it hurts, I'm in so much pain!'

'Emily, how are you?'

At this moment, Reginald's grandmother, Eleanor, also arrived. 'What happened?'

'Ah! There's blood!' Someone suddenly exclaimed.

'She's bleeding!' Beneath Emily, a growing pool of red stained the ground.

'Help!' Emily, frightened, nestled into Reginald's embrace, sobbing. 'My child, my child...'

'Don't be afraid!' Despite his words, Reginald's expression wasn't good, and he was visibly distressed.

'We need to get to the hospital!' Carrying Emily horizontally, he looked up, glaring fiercely at Jisoo. 'You better pray the child is okay! Otherwise...'

Before he could finish, he turned and walked away, carrying Emily.

The most crucial thing now was Emily and her child!

Reginald glanced at Jisoo, frowned, shook his head, and struggled to find words. 'Jisoo, you...'

'Grandma...' Jisoo had just opened her mouth when the old lady turned and left.

In an instant, the guests dispersed, no one paying any attention to her. Jisoo, dazed and confused, found herself back in her room.

She waited, waited for Reginald to come back. She didn't push Emily; she needed to explain to him... Time ticked away, the night grew deeper, and he never returned.

As the sky brightened, there was commotion downstairs. 'Reginald!' Jisoo sprang from the sofa, rushing out of the room.

As she reached the staircase, her steps faltered. 'Grandma, I want a divorce!' Reginald's voice, icy and resolute, echoed."

Screams ripped through the air, a wild echo of 'Help! It hurts so damn much!'

The blood-curdling cries reverberated, setting off a chain reaction. Like moths to a flame, a throng of onlookers stampeded toward the chaos, a blend of curiosity and genuine concern fueling the frenzy.

The once joyous chatter now transformed into a cacophony of concern and curiosity.

On the second-floor landing, Jisoo stood, watching Emily tumble down the stairs. She glanced at her hands, bewildered and at a loss for words. Muttering to herself, she wondered, 'How could this happen?'

Emily was perfectly fine just moments ago, so how did she end up falling?

'What's going on?'

It was the night of the Worthington family banquet, with guests pouring in—elite members of old-money families. The onlookers surrounded the fallen Emily, demanding answers.

'What happened? How did she fall?'

'She... it was her...'

Emily, in pain, looked toward the second-floor staircase.

The crowd suddenly realized.

'It was Jisoo who pushed her!'

'Oh my God, Jisoo, even if you don't like Emily, you shouldn't resort to such cruelty! She's pregnant!'

'Exactly! Even if you're willful, you should consider the innocent baby!'

'No, it's not...' Faced with accusations, Jisoo, pale-faced, shook her head repeatedly. She wanted to explain it wasn't her, she didn't push!

But no one was willing to listen.

"Get out of my way!" A deep, belated male voice, tinged with anger, cut through the commotion.

It was Reginald Worthington, Jisoo's husband of less than two months.

'Reginald...' Jisoo was relieved, about to seek his help.

However, Reginald lifted his head, his gaze sharp as a knife, directed squarely at her. 'How can you be such a malicious woman, doing such vicious things!'

'No...' Jisoo shook her head repeatedly, 'It's not me...'

'Not you? Then who?'

Reginald didn't believe her at all. His handsome face was filled with disdain and hatred.

'Did Emily jump on her own? How arrogant can you be, openly and secretly bullying her? Doesn't everyone know? Do I need to list everything for you?'

Her husband's ruthless words left Jisoo speechless, overwhelmed with injustice.

'Ah...' Emily, clutching her stomach in pain, leaned against Reginald, her breath trembling. 'Reginald, it hurts, I'm in so much pain!'

'Emily, how are you?'

At this moment, Reginald's grandmother, Eleanor, also arrived. 'What happened?'

'Ah! There's blood!' Someone suddenly exclaimed.

'She's bleeding!' Beneath Emily, a growing pool of red stained the ground.

'Help!' Emily, frightened, nestled into Reginald's embrace, sobbing. 'My child, my child...'

'Don't be afraid!' Despite his words, Reginald's expression wasn't good, and he was visibly distressed.

'We need to get to the hospital!' Carrying Emily horizontally, he looked up, glaring fiercely at Jisoo. 'You better pray the child is okay! Otherwise...'

Before he could finish, he turned and walked away, carrying Emily.

The most crucial thing now was Emily and her child!

Reginald glanced at Jisoo, frowned, shook his head, and struggled to find words. 'Jisoo, you...'

'Grandma...' Jisoo had just opened her mouth when the old lady turned and left.

In an instant, the guests dispersed, no one paying any attention to her. Jisoo, dazed and confused, found herself back in her room.

She waited, waited for Reginald to come back. She didn't push Emily; she needed to explain to him... Time ticked away, the night grew deeper, and he never returned.

As the sky brightened, there was commotion downstairs. 'Reginald!' Jisoo sprang from the sofa, rushing out of the room.

As she reached the staircase, her steps faltered. 'Grandma, I want a divorce!' Reginald's voice, icy and resolute, echoed."

"You come back!" Eleanor grabbed her grandson, sternly scolding.

"What nonsense is this? I promised Jisoo's grandmother to take good care of her. You're divorcing right after getting married. She's just turned twenty; are you trying to force her to death?

"Force her to death? Hah!" Reginald coldly sneered, a glint of ice in his narrow eyes.

"Grandma, Emily lost the baby! That's my Brother's bloodline! Who's forcing who to death?"

"This..." "I never wanted to marry her in the first place; you forced me!" Reginald was extremely impatient, as if every second of their marriage was unbearable.

"If she could make you happy, I would accept it! But now, I can't accept such a wife!"

"If this continues, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself. I don't even know what I might do to her!"

"Don't!" Eleanor, frightened, held onto her grandson.

Thinking of her recently lost great-grandson, she gritted her teeth. "Fine, I won't let you see her! I'll send her abroad, far away from you, okay?"

After a moment of silence, Reginald stepped back. "As you wish!" Jisoo hurriedly turned and ran back to her room. As she closed the door, her body went limp and collapsed to the floor.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened, tears streaming down.

"Reginald, Reginald..."

She had no idea he disliked her so much! Marrying her was also a forced decision!

She didn't know... Her parents passed away early, and she was raised by her grandmother. At the age of fifteen, her grandmother tragically died in a car accident. She became an orphan.

Because her grandmother and Eleanor were close friends, Eleanor adopted her.

Eleanor loved her and always said, "Jisoo, when you grow up, be my granddaughter-in-law, okay?" Jisoo sweetly replied, "Okay." So, she married Reginald, fulfilling her dream!

In her world, there was only Reginald. She studied for him, dressed up for him, and followed him around all day, not allowing any other woman near him. She was his fiancée, and he was hers!

But it turned out, it was all her wishful thinking... He said she was willful, and he didn't want to see her anymore!

"Wu wu..." Covering her mouth, Jisoo cried out in pain, tears flowing like a river.

Dong dong. The door was knocked. "Jisoo, are you awake?" It was Eleanor.

"I'm awake!" Jisoo quickly wiped away her tears, got up from the floor, fixed her hair, and opened the door.

Forcing a smile, she said, "Grandma."

"Hmm."

Eleanor looked at the girl before her, eyes swollen. Clearly, she had cried all night.

But considering the mistakes she had made, Eleanor couldn't easily forgive her.

Eleanor sat down on the sofa without saying anything.

"Grandma." Jisoo already knew what she was going to say. And, with her sensitive perception, she felt thather grandmother's attitude towards her had changed.

Eleanor said, "You used to talk about wanting to study abroad, right? I'll arrange it for you as soon as possible."

This meant she was going to be sent away! Jisoo's eyes drooped, and tears fell again.

"Grandma." Eleanor couldn't bear to see her like this, as she genuinely cared for Jisoo.

But Emily was still lying in the hospital, and Eleanor needed to give her an explanation.

Eleanor took a deep breath and said, "In the future, try to change your temper. Sometimes, you are indeed too willful. If any woman gets close to Reginald, you start a fuss."

"There are some things; I can turn a blind eye. But why are you so jealous of Emily? She is your brother's fiancée!"

Jisoo opened her mouth but choked up, unable to speak. Even her grandmother didn't believe her?

"Pack up and get ready to leave." Eleanor stood up, looking at Jisoo.

"When you've changed for the better, I'll send someone to bring you back. Understand?" After saying this, she turned and left.

Jisoo quickly stood up, bent over to send her off.

But suddenly, a strong sense of nausea surged in her stomach, and she felt like throwing up.

"Ugh—" Covering her mouth, Jisoo rushed into the bathroom. The pain in her heart was as intense as the turmoil within her.