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The more I thought about it, the more scared I became. I quickly got up to wash up and prepared to go to work.
As soon as I arrived at the bottom of the company building, I saw Zhang Ting's Husband's car parked there. My heart skipped a beat. Were they looking for me again? I hurriedly hid to the side and observed them closely.
I saw Zhang Ting get out of the car; her face was very pale, and her walking posture seemed a bit strange. Suddenly, I remembered that during this time in my previous life, she had a miscarriage. How could she have another miscarriage without my involvement this time? Curiosity drove me.
I silently watched her from a distance for a while before turning to leave. Not long after I arrived at the company, I heard news from the hospital. Zhang Ting was in critical condition due to severe bleeding, and the cause was unknown.
I was startled by this news. How could she suddenly have such severe bleeding? Hadn't I just seen them at the company entrance that morning? Could it be that my actions had caused a butterfly effect?
After hesitating for a moment, I ultimately decided to go to the hospital to see her. I bought some fruits and nutritional supplements and headed to the hospital.
As soon as I walked into the ward, I heard Zhang Ting and her husband arguing.
"It's all your fault! If you hadn't been so rough that night, I wouldn't have lost this child!" Zhang Ting cried out.
"How can you blame me? You were the one who accidentally fell! Besides, didn't you want a son? I'll give you another one next time!" the man said impatiently.
"What kind of talk is that? This is our child! How can you be so irresponsible?" Zhang Ting said angrily.
"How am I being irresponsible? Didn't I say I'd give you another one next time? Why are you crying?" the man replied irritably.
"You bastard! I'm going to kill you!" Zhang Ting exclaimed as she picked up a pillow and threw it at him.
The man caught the pillow and smirked, saying, "Wife, don't be angry. Once you're healthy again, we can continue having kids; by then, you can have as many as you want!"
Hearing this, Zhang Ting revealed a shy expression on her face: "You bad guy, always bullying me!"
"Hehe, don't you like me this way?" the man said before eagerly pouncing on her.
"Hey, you're annoying! I'm still sick!" Zhang Ting pouted.
"That's what makes it exciting!" the man said before kissing her.
Seeing this, I quickly stepped back.
I felt a wave of nausea; I never expected they would do such things here.
I initially thought about telling the doctor, but after some consideration, I decided against it.
After all, this was their own business, and I didn't want to get too involved.
Looking at the fruits and supplements in my hands, I thought it would be better to take them home and eat them myself. They didn't deserve to have any.
Strangely enough, ever since I had that dream, my nightmares had disappeared.
Perhaps it's true that what we think about during the day influences our dreams at night.
I used to worry all day about Zhang Ting's husband seeking revenge, and at night I would dream of being killed by him.
In those dreams, I was always waiting for an opportunity, hoping to find evidence of Zhang Ting cheating with her lover,
and then anonymously send it to Zhang Ting's husband, letting them destroy each other.
But I never expected that before I could find any evidence, I was already dead.
I died during our company's team-building activity.
That day, our company held a team-building event in the countryside.
During the activity, I wanted to take some scenic photos, so I walked alone to the lakeside.
Just as I was taking pictures, Zhang Ting's husband suddenly appeared and pushed me into the lake.
I struggled desperately in the water, but he showed no mercy and just stood on the shore watching me.
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