Chapter 37 A delaying tactic
Shane took the file, which contained information on Callie and frowned. "Is this the driver responsible for the accident?"
The driver he saw was a boy!
His secretary, unaware of why Shane's expression had changed, replied honestly, "The car involved in the accident is registered under Miss Norris..."
"Just because it's registered under her name, does that mean she was driving?" Shane got out of bed, glaring coldly at the secretary. "Is Callie the person you reprimanded?"
The secretary lowered her head, not daring to make a sound.
"I'm asking you a question!"
Shane was furious!
The secretary had no choice but to answer, "Yes."
Shane was so angry he was breathing heavily.
The secretary quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't handle it well."
Shane ignored her and quickly walked out.
Belinda was waiting at the door, wanting to see Shane.
After the car accident, she had a legitimate reason to claim that her child was not at fault.
Surely, Shane wouldn't have anything to say against that.
"Shane," she reached out, trying to grab his arm. Shane angrily shoved her away. "Get out!"
Belinda fell hard onto the ground. No one paid her any attention.
The secretary quickly walked outside and opened the car door.
Shane got in while making a phone call.
The call connected swiftly.
"Do you know where Callie is?"
Gabriel responded, "Yes, she's at the hospital. I'm with her right now."
Shane hung up without another word and instructed the secretary to head to the Second Military District General Hospital.
Soon, the car arrived at the hospital, and Shane got out, striding purposefully inside.
He made his way to the inpatient ward and found Callie's room.
Gabriel was standing at the door. When he saw Shane, he took a couple of steps forward.
"Callie was pregnant, but she lost the baby. You should know why," Gabriel said.
He had taken it upon himself to say this.
He felt Shane needed to know.
Callie wasn't just anyone.
She was his wife.
Now, Callie Norris wanted to protect her other child, and she was definitely going to divorce Shane.
Shane's anxiety was instantly replaced by shock, his facial muscles stiffening. "What did you say? She's pregnant?"
Gabriel nodded.
Shane felt like he couldn't breathe.
His chest tightened painfully!
That woman was pregnant!
Whose child was it?
It couldn't be his; he had never touched her.
"Shane, calm down. Even though Callie cheated on you, didn't you also cheat on her? Isn't Belinda pregnant with your child? You're even now. Don't be too angry, and don't blame Callie. You should part on good terms..."
Shane shoved Gabriel aside, his voice filled with rage, "Get lost!"
He kicked open the hospital room door.
Callie already knew he was coming and showed no significant emotional reaction.
She understood that getting too emotional would only unsettle the baby in her womb.
So she controlled herself well.
"Shane, let's get a divorce."
She spoke calmly.
Shane's eyes blazed with anger, the fire of fury churning in his chest, his breathing quick and heavy. "Divorce? You think you can just say it and it's done?"
He stared at the frail woman lying on the bed, feeling a brief pang of pity.
But then he remembered that she had been pregnant with another man's child, and his anger flared up again.
Suppressing the urge to strangle her, he demanded, "Tell me, whose child is it?"
Callie remained calm. "You knew from the start that I had someone else."
"Weren't you on birth control? How did you get pregnant? Or did you sneak around with another man behind my back?" His veins bulged with rage as he glared at her.
Callie replied, "Yes, I cheated on you, more than once. So, let's get a divorce."
"Callie Norris!" his voice rose from a low growl to a full-blown roar, his face turning red and then blue, his neck swelling as if it might burst. He grabbed her by the throat. "Do you believe I'll kill you right now?"
Callie said, "I believe you, but I'm not afraid."
Her eyes were filled with unprecedented determination and hatred. "Shane Robinson, I hate you!"
"Is it because I accidentally caused you to lose your child, and that's why you hate me?" Shane didn't wait for her to answer. "Even if that accident hadn't happened, I wouldn't have let you give birth to a bastard to disgust me. I would have made you abort it anyway. Now, I don't even have to lift a finger. It seems even fate doesn't want you to have that child, which is why it arranged for this mistake!"
Every time he called her a bastard, it pierced Callie's heart.
"Shane Robinson, I hate you! I wish you were dead!" she suddenly screamed hysterically.
Her eyes were not just filled with hatred but with overwhelming fury!
Because she had lost her child, she even wished him dead?!
Shane's hand, which was gripping her neck, trembled.
Slowly, he loosened his grip. "Callie Norris, wanting a divorce is just a fool's dream. I told you, the more you suffer by my side, the more I want to keep you here!"
Callie clenched her fists, repeatedly tightening and loosening them, until her emotions gradually settled. "Shane, Belinda is already pregnant with your child. Don't you think you should give her a proper status and your child a home? What good does it do you to keep holding onto me?"
"The child is gone, because of the car accident. Tell me, who was driving your car?" Shane demanded.
Callie's eyes widened in shock. Belinda's child was gone?
So that's why Shane was so furious, and why he had gone after the driver responsible for the accident?
Callie felt no affection for her half-brother, Myron, as it was because of him that her parents' marriage had fallen apart.
"Myron, Rafael's illegitimate son."
If Shane Robinson wanted to seek revenge, he could go ahead.
"He won't escape the price he has to pay," Shane said, sitting down beside her bed. "Anyway, your child is gone now. Just stay by my side."
Thinking about the child she had lost, Callie knew that confronting Shane head-on would only lead to her suffering.
So, she appeared to compromise. "Fine." but this was merely a tactic to buy time.
She knew that only by making Shane lower his guard could she have a chance to escape from under his watchful eyes.
Neither of them spoke again.
The silence in the hospital room was terrifying, with even the faintest breaths audible.
After a long while, Shane broke the silence. "How are your injuries?"
Callie remained silent.
Shane looked at her. "Why aren't you speaking?" It wasn't that she didn't want to; she just didn't know what to say.
Shane reached out to pull back her blanket, and her eyes snapped open. "What are you doing?"
"Let me see your wound," Shane demanded.
Callie recoiled, "I don't want you to look."
She refused.
Shane's eyes turned red, like an enraged leopard, looking terrifying. "If you don't want me to look, then who do you want? Your lover? Callie Norris, you better not let me find out who he is, or I'll ruin him. You'll never get a chance to cheat on me again!"
Callie eyed him warily, "Shane, do you know something?"
"What?"
"You're really strange. Haven't you noticed?" She couldn't understand Shane's bizarre behavior.
She couldn't fathom why he kept her around. "Aren't you disgusted by me?" Shane's expression shifted like unpredictable clouds. He might have realized that he was attracted to Callie.
But because of her past, he couldn't get over his mental barrier. He couldn't admit it. And he didn't want to admit it.
Shane, liking a promiscuous woman? What a joke!
"Of course, I'm disgusted by you. Do you think I wanted to see your wound just to look at your body? Callie, don't flatter yourself. I would never like a woman with a messy personal life who has even been pregnant!"
Suddenly, he leaned in, pressing down on her. Callie hurriedly put her hands up to push him away. "I'm in pain. Don't come so close."
Being so close, Shane noticed the faint bruises peeking out from under her collar.
His brows furrowed as he reached to lift her shirt. Callie quickly grabbed his hand. "Don't touch me."
"If you behave, I won't touch you. I'll just take a look. But if you play hard to get, I might have to get rough."
Callie was speechless.
Who was playing hard to get? Who was being coy?
This was outrageous!
"So, be good." Shane's voice softened a bit as he gently pulled aside her shirt, revealing the mottled bruises on her body.
A flicker of pain flashed through his eyes, and his voice turned low. "Does it hurt?"
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