Chapter 1225:
The color drained from Melany’s face instantly.
Rylie stepped in calmly. “In our family, single motherhood is sometimes a deliberate choice — one that allows women to prioritize independence and financial stability.”
She walked to the foot of the woman’s bed and observed her closely. When she spoke again, her voice carried a quiet chill that spread through the room. “You believe excessive weight is beneficial? Too much body fat can narrow the birth canal and lead to an oversized baby. Her medical records clearly indicate gestational diabetes. Refusing pain relief isn’t saving money — it’s only…”
She paused deliberately, her sharp gaze moving from the husband’s rigid expression to the mother-in-law’s shifting, uneasy eyes.
“…increasing her suffering and significantly raising the risk of a dangerous and complicated delivery.”
The woman’s pain-twisted face went pale as Rylie’s words sank in, her groans fading into stunned silence. She turned sharply toward her husband and mother-in-law, her eyes wide with disbelief and mounting fear.
“What ridiculous nonsense!” the husband shouted, jumping to his feet and pointing accusingly at Rylie. “Who do you think you are? Stop trying to frighten her — our family matters are none of your business!”
His mother chimed in sharply, “That’s right! Giving birth isn’t some enormous ordeal. You’re just jealous and trying to scare her!”
Rylie ignored them entirely and turned her attention back to the frightened woman on the bed. In a calm but piercing tone, she asked one final question. “Did your husband arrange commercial insurance for you? Is the coverage amount unusually high? If something happened to you but the baby survived, it would be quite easy for him to remarry someone younger using that money, wouldn’t it?”
The words struck like a brutal awakening, shattering the last traces of comfort the woman had been clinging to.
𝖣isc𝘰𝘃e𝘳 𝗇е𝘸 𝗌𝘵𝗈r𝗂𝗲𝘀 𝗈n 𝗴𝖺𝗅ո𝗈𝘷е𝘭s.cо𝘮
She knew Rylie was right. Just one month earlier, her husband had insisted — with unusual forcefulness — that she sign a high-value personal accident insurance policy listing him and his mother as beneficiaries. At the time, he had smiled warmly and said, “It’s for your protection and the baby’s. If anything happens, at least the family will be financially secure.” That smile, which had once felt reassuring, now seemed disturbingly cold.
“Ahhh!” The woman let out a piercing scream — raw with unbearable pain and overwhelming despair, a cry that sounded almost inhuman.
The man lunged angrily toward Rylie, but she caught him effortlessly with one hand and knocked him to the floor with a swift kick. Standing over him, she spoke with icy composure. “You may pretend to be kind, but your shifty eyes reveal everything. Did you honestly think I wouldn’t see through your act? You’re nothing but a deceitful, unreliable coward.”
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