My Mommy Became A Billionaire After the Breakup
Chapter 1198

Chapter 1198 You Stole Chelsea's Life

Freya hysterically shouted, "I am not your mother. You are a monster! You've ruined my life!"

"Mommy, I'm good. I didn't hurt you!" The baby cried loudly.

Freya's heart instinctively clenched with pain.

At this moment, the tiny body was suddenly separated by countless invisible threads.

Screaming in agony, it turned into pieces with blood.

"Mommy, help me. It hurts so much!"

In the white space.

As the small body shattered, darkness swept in.

"Ah!"

Freya screamed and sat up from her hospital bed.

She subconsciously touched her belly.

That baby was gone. She could clearly feel it.

"Freya."

Simon's voice rang in her ears.

She looked around and saw her phone on the bedside table in the midst of a video call.

Freya's face turned pale, like a dead person.

She remembered the fragmented dream, the child desperately calling for help from her.

Her heart ached unbearably.

She couldn't figure out why did those people treat her like this.

For no reason at all, they made her suffer such intense pain.

"Freya!"

Simon called again.

Freya took the phone while crying.

"Simon, I can't accept this!" Freya cried bitterly. "I feel unworthy of myself and this child. Why should we be treated like this while they can live happily?"

"You still want to fight against Chelsea?" Simon's face immediately darkened.

"No, I have completely seen through Byron. He doesn't love me. He is so cruel to someone he doesn't love!" Freya gritted her teeth. "I want them to suffer. Someone has to pay for my child's life!" Freya didn't realize that she was the murderer who killed the baby.

She only felt that all of this was because of Lola, Byron, and Athena.

Even if Athena and Byron had been a little more merciful and didn't reveal the truth to her so early, this child wouldn't have died...

Upon thinking this way, a chill ran down Freya's spine.

But as Freya reconsidered, she realized that things weren't like that.

How could this child not die?

He had to die because if he were born, it would be a lifelong shame for her.

In any case, Freya thought Byron and his family must pay the price for this.

"Freya, you can't fight against them," Simon said in a deep voice, "Be good. Let's go home. From now on, we won't come to Mailand anymore, and we won't have any contact with people from Mailand. Let's live our lives peacefully, okay?"

Freya lifted her face from her hands.

And she looked at Simon.

"Are you afraid of him, aren't you?"

Simon's family was powerful.

But his position within the family was mediocre.

Freya had known before that Simon had a strong fear of the rising Byron.

She didn't expect that he would actually fear Byron to the extent of watching her being bullied by Byron and Athena without speaking up.

"It's not because of that. I just don't want you to live in hatred. I want you to live happily!" Simon said in a deep voice, "Since you found out about Byron's replacement, have you ever had peace in the past ten years? Have you truly been happy? Freya, it's enough! It's really enough! You stole Chelsea's life in the first place, and now you should give it back. It's time for you to return to your own life, to live the life that belongs to you!"