My Fiancé Said I Looked Lonely So He Found Me a ‘Friend’ to Share Him Chapter 05

My Fiancé Said I Looked Lonely So He Found Me a ‘Friend’ to Share Him Chapter 05

“I was pregnant.”

My voice sounded distant.

“When I fell yesterday, I lost the baby.”

The color drained from Ethan’s face.

“You…”

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

I gave a bitter laugh.

The question was so damn ridiculous.

“When exactly was I supposed to tell you?”

“You picked Mira up and ran out.”

“You didn’t even look at me.”

“Not once.”

His throat moved.

For the first time, panic appeared in his eyes.

“What did the doctor say?”

“Are you all right?”

“What does it matter to you?”

I cut him off.

—

He went still.

I looked at the face I had loved for seven years.

It felt like I was looking at a stranger.

“Ethan, I gave you every chance.”

“You saw my breakup message last night.”

“You saw the security footage today.”

“And you still chose her.”

His brows pulled tighter.

For the first time, he seemed to realize something was slipping out of his control.

“Vivian, let’s not say things we can’t take back.”

“I’m upset about the baby too.”

“But you can’t blame everything on Mira.”

“Enough.”

I closed my eyes.

My voice turned cold.

“Don’t say her name in front of me again.”

“It makes me sick.”

His face darkened.

—

“Vivian!”

I didn’t want to argue anymore.

Not one more word.

I threw off the blanket and reached for the bag I had packed beside the bed.

Ethan stepped in front of me.

“Where are you going?”

“Away.”

“You’re in no condition to pull another stunt.”

I looked up at him.

My voice was calmer than I felt.

“This isn’t a stunt.”

“I’m done with you.”

Something in his eyes snapped.

“What did you say?”

“I said we’re over.”

I pushed his hand away.

“The wedding is canceled.”

“My attorney will handle my stake in the company, our jointly owned property, and every contract tied to the wedding.”

—

“As for the things in the villa?”

“I don’t want them.”

I held his stare.

“Including you.”

His face turned hard.

“You’re throwing away seven years over a dog and a baby?”

I stopped.

The next second, I turned and slapped him.

The sound cracked through the hospital room.

His head snapped to the side.

He stood frozen.

“That dog was the last thing my mother left me.”

“That baby was my child.”

“They meant nothing to you.”

“But to me, they were everything.”

My voice shook.

Every word still came out clear.

“You don’t deserve to speak about either of them.”

He slowly turned his head back.

—

Shock.

Anger.

Humiliation.

Something else I couldn’t name.

It didn’t matter.

I walked around him and pulled my suitcase toward the door.

When I passed him, I stopped without turning around.

“One more thing.”

“I already had someone make a copy of the security footage.”

“If you’re going to protect Mira and her mother, you’d better protect them for the rest of your life.”

“Because when the truth finally lands in front of you, I don’t think you’ll be able to handle what it says about you.”

Then I walked out.

Sunlight poured through the windows at the end of the hallway.

It stung my eyes.

But this time, I didn’t look back.