This Time, I’ll Bury the Love Too Novel – Five months pregnant, I was pushed from the third floor, blood staining the ground. Rocco Montgomery called in top specialists from around the world to save my life, but once again, just like the last seven times, I lost the child. I was devastated, searching like a madwoman, hoping to catch one last glimpse of my lost baby. But in a quiet corner of the hospital, I overheard a conversation between the doctor and Rocco.
“Mr. Montgomery, there are other options. Why do you insist on…” “You know that’s your biological child, right?” the doctor said, his voice laced with concern. “Fiona has cleanliness issues, and she has needs. This is the safest solution.” “That’s not what I’m worried about… it’s not healthy.” The truth hit me like a punch to the stomach. It was Rocco, the man I trusted and loved, who was the true culprit. He truly loved Fiona, didn’t he? Fine, I’d let them be together! Just a door away, the conversation continued. “Prepare her.
Emily hasn’t woken up yet, so go ahead with the hysterectomy.” The doctor froze, stunned. “You want to remove your wife’s uterus?” “Mr. Montgomery, I must remind you, you have no heir yet. If you take her uterus, you won’t have an heir.” “I don’t need one. Fiona gave birth to my child yesterday. I promised her I’d leave all my wealth to our baby. Keeping Emily’s uterus is a threat.” The doctor’s face softened with sympathy. “But your child with Miss Fiona will have another man’s last name, and will call another man ‘dad,’ Mr. Montgomery.
Do you really think this is worth it? Also, your wife has had seven miscarriages. The chances of her getting pregnant again are very low.” Rocco lit a cigarette, his voice filled with sorrow and love. “It’s not about worth. I love Fiona, and I’ll do everything I can for her.” “But…” Rocco furrowed his brow. “There’s no but. Do as I said.” Rocco was about to stand when his phone rang, and he accidentally hit the speakerphone. “Rocco, I got the money. Heh, I’m used to this now. I’ve done it seven times.
Next time, I’ll pretend to be a kidnapper and put something in her belly…” “There will be no next time. Take your money and leave Riverstone City.” Footsteps echoed inside. I stumbled back to my hospital room, but before I could lie down, Rocco had already entered. “Emily, when did you wake up?” I was drenched in sweat, trembling, trying to appear calm. “I just woke up. I saw you weren’t here and was going to go look for you.” Rocco’s gaze fixed on me, sharp with suspicion.
I felt a wave of anxiety flood over me. Just as I thought he had figured me out, he picked me up and placed me back on the bed. “Take care of yourself. You just had a miscarriage. You need more rest.” How could he still have the nerve to say that? The child he deliberately killed, the one he never let me have. I pressed my chest tightly, tears welling up. All those accidents—the car crash, the robbery, the fall from the building—were never accidents. It was my husband, again and again, putting my life at risk for his mistress. “The doctor said your uterus hasn’t been fully cleaned out. We’ll have to do another procedure.” “Emily, don’t worry.
We’ll have a beautiful baby. He’ll have your eyes, my nose and mouth. We’ll treat him even better, make up for all the regrets.” Rocco handed me a glass of milk. In the moment he turned away, I saw he had added something to it. He held me in his arms, gently coaxing me, his eyes full of feigned concern. But I knew it was all a façade to numb me. “Do I really have to drink this… I don’t quite want to.” Rocco, you’ve already killed seven of my children. Now you’re trying to rob me of my right to be a mother.
Without hesitation, he stroked my head and smiled, indulgent. “Come on, you’re not a baby. What if the surgery doesn’t go well? Do you want me to worry myself to death?” “Come on, let me feed you.” He brought the milk to my lips, offering no chance for me to refuse. I closed my eyes tightly, as if swallowing not milk, but blades. My consciousness began to fade, and in my daze, I saw the doctor who had conspired with Rocco enter. “Let’s do the procedure now. And…” Rocco’s voice hesitated for a moment. “Paralyze her.”