Before I could even process the grief of my miscarriage, I accidentally overheard Ethan Vance talking to the doctor. "Find a way to remove my wife's uterus. Make sure she can never get pregnant again." Then, he gently stroked another woman’s stomach, his voice softening into something tender. "Create the best prenatal care plan for her. I want her child to be the heir to the Vance empire." I recognized the woman. She was the new star streamer Ethan’s company had just signed. My blood ran cold. I never imagined the man who once loved me more than life itself could betray me like this. So, I left a divorce agreement on the table, granting them their twisted version of a happy ending... 1 Walking back to my hospital room, I felt like a zombie. My brain kept replaying the scene I had just witnessed. My husband, who treated me like a princess and loved me to the bone, was cheating on me behind my back. He was ordering doctors to remove my uterus. And he did it knowing full well that all I ever wanted was a child. A nurse passing by shot me an envious look. "Her husband rented out this entire floor just so she wouldn't be disturbed. He hired private nurses for her every need, and that wasn't enough—he insisted on staying by her side 24/7. I've never seen a man love his wife so much." "When she miscarried and hemorrhaged, his eyes were swollen from crying. I heard they were high school sweethearts. To marry her, he even transferred all his family assets into her name." If this were the past, hearing this would have made me feel like the luckiest woman alive. But now, it felt like a fly was stuck in my throat. Nauseating. Just then, Ethan’s furious voice erupted from a nearby room. "Useless! All of you! You couldn't even watch one person? If anything happens to Sarah, I'll kill you all!" Ethan rarely lost his temper. The last time he got this angry was when I fell seriously ill. He took me to every specialist, nearly smashed up a hospital in frustration, and even threatened to die with me if I didn't make it. I watched the veins bulging on his forehead, but I couldn't feel the same emotion I once did. I just said flatly: "Ethan, I'm here." The moment he saw me, Ethan’s eyes lit up. He rushed over and pulled me into a tight embrace. "Sarah, where did you go? Why didn't you tell me? I thought something happened to you." His voice trembled with genuine fear. There wasn't a hint of falsehood in it. I pushed him away gently. "The room was stuffy. I just went out for some air." He finally exhaled, but he didn't let go of my hand. Then, he took a bowl of medicine from a nurse and spooned it gently to my lips. "Babe, time for your medicine." Looking at the dark brown liquid, a chill ran down my spine. The scene from earlier flashed in my mind. "It's bitter. I don't want it." In the past, Ethan never refused my requests. But this time, he was strangely insistent. "If you don't take your medicine, you won't get better, and we won't be able to have a baby. Didn't you always want to give me a baby?" He knew a baby was my weakness. He was betting that if he used a child as bait, I would bite. But I didn't trust him anymore. I slapped the bowl away. "I said I don't want it." Ethan’s gentle face froze, a flicker of displeasure crossing his eyes. I thought knocking the medicine away would save me, but the next second, everything went black. I lost consciousness. When I woke up, it was the next morning. A sense of dread washed over me. I lifted the blanket and looked down. Sure enough, there was a fresh surgical scar on my stomach. My world collapsed. I wanted to scream at Ethan, but before I could, he explained: "Babe, you fainted last night. The doctor found cancerous cells in your uterus, so I had them remove it." Afraid I wouldn't believe him, he showed me a pathology report. It clearly stated my uterus was cancerous. If I hadn't heard him give the order myself, I might have been fooled. Staring at the angry scar on my belly, my heart felt like it had been ripped in two. Only despair remained. Ethan hugged me, his voice full of pain. "Babe, I know you wanted a child, but your health comes first. I can't lose you. If it comes down to it, we can just adopt." 2 I opened my mouth to speak, but the door pushed open. Nina walked in carrying a fruit basket. "Sorry to interrupt. I'm here representing the company to visit Mrs. Vance." Nina was the new streamer Ethan’s entertainment company had just signed. She was beautiful, had a perfect body, and was incredibly charismatic. Every stream she did brought in millions for the company. No wonder Ethan liked her. Ethan’s expression didn't change. He nodded coolly at Nina, then turned his attention back to me. But I knew that beneath this calm surface, turbulent currents were raging. I turned my back to them and lay down, suppressing my emotions. "I'm tired. I want to rest." I thought Nina would leave, but she stayed. She sat quietly next to Ethan, watching over me. Ethan sat on the edge of the bed, massaging my legs. Nina sat obediently nearby. It looked like a harmonious scene of a loving couple and a respectful employee. But no one saw what was happening under the bed. Nina was rubbing her leg against Ethan’s. Ethan didn't pull away. He let her touch him until she got too bold. Only then did he grab her thigh to stop her. But Nina didn't give up. She hugged Ethan from behind, nuzzling him like a cat. Ethan glanced at me to make sure my eyes were closed and my breathing was even. Once he was sure I was asleep, he grew bold. He spun around, pressed Nina onto the side table, grabbed her neck, and kissed her. He pulled away quickly, his cold eyes warning her to behave. But Nina was fearless. She wrapped herself around him again. Ethan couldn't resist any longer. He glanced at me one last time, then took Nina’s hand and led her out of the room. The moment the door clicked shut, I opened my eyes. Ethan would never have guessed that the glass window reflected everything. I saw it all. I followed Ethan and Nina to a secluded corner. Hiding behind a pillar, I peeked out. Ethan had his hand around Nina’s throat, his voice low and angry. "Didn't I warn you to behave in front of Sarah?" Nina didn't flinch. She rubbed her cheek against his arm coquettishly. "But you've been so busy with her these last two days. The baby missed you." She wrapped her arms around his neck, her voice dripping with sweetness. "Mr. Vance, didn't you always want to try it outside? Let's do it. There are no cameras on this floor, and your wife is asleep. No one will know." Before Ethan could respond, she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. Ethan froze for a second, then cupped the back of her head and deepened the kiss. "Ethan, be gentle... the baby..." "Shut up. I know what I'm doing." I didn't dare watch what happened next. As I fled, the sounds of their intimacy echoed in my ears. My heart felt like it was being shredded. The pain was excruciating. The man who said he only loved me, who promised to spoil me for a lifetime, was hooking up with another woman behind my back. It felt like an invisible hand had slapped me across the face. The shame was overwhelming. My legs gave out, and I collapsed to the floor, pathetic and broken. 3 A passing nurse rushed over to help me up. Seeing the tears on my face, she assumed I was in pain from the fall. "Mrs. Vance, please don't cry. If Mr. Vance sees you like this, he'll be heartbroken." Looking at the nurse's concerned face, I couldn't hold it in anymore. I broke down sobbing. When I finally cried myself out, I went back to my room and slept. When I woke up, Ethan still wasn't back. But Nina was standing at the foot of my bed, her face dark. Gone was the respectful employee. She looked at me with disdain and sneered. "You saw what happened, didn't you? Ethan loves me. I'm already pregnant with his child." I clenched my fists, trembling. "How long have you been together?" Nina held up three fingers, smugly. "Three years. He met me at a dinner party three years ago and fell in love at first sight. He spent the whole night with me. He only transferred his assets to you because he felt guilty. That money belonged to me and my baby. You stole what was ours." I bit my lip hard to stop myself from slapping her. Seeing my restraint, Nina grew bolder. "Do you think he loves you? Actually, he comes to me every night after you fall asleep. Even though I'm pregnant, he won't stop. To be honest, the day you miscarried, he wasn't at a business dinner. He was in my bed. He can't live without me now. If you're smart, you'll divorce him." Her words triggered a memory from the day I miscarried. I was in so much pain I passed out multiple times, almost dying from blood loss. The doctor called Ethan ten times. He didn't answer. Eventually, he turned off his phone. When he came back the next day, he knelt by my bed, claiming he was at a dinner, slapping himself for not being there for me. In reality, while I was screaming in agony, he was enjoying himself with another woman. The last shred of hope I had vanished. My heart turned to ash. Seeing my defeat, Nina gloated even more. Hands on her hips, she announced: "Ethan is throwing a wedding for me tomorrow. It's going to be grander than yours ever was. Make sure you come drink to our happiness!" With that, she strutted out like a victorious rooster, chin held high. Watching her leave, a sharp pain pierced my chest. The world went black, and I fainted again. When I woke up the next morning, Ethan was sitting by my side, eyes red. He pulled me into a hug, his voice choked with emotion. "Sarah, you're finally awake. You scared me to death." The image of them in the supply closet flashed through my mind. Nausea rose in my throat. I pushed him away. "I'm fine." Ethan froze, hurt flashing in his eyes. I looked at his tear-filled eyes and asked the question that had been weighing on me for days. "Do you remember what I told you before we got married?" Before the wedding, I told him: If he ever fell in love with someone else, just tell me. I would step aside. But if he lied to me, I would disappear from his world forever. Ethan nodded without hesitation. "Why are you asking that? Did I do something to upset you?" He stood up abruptly and barked at the nurses behind him. "Bring every woman I've had contact with recently in here!" Moments later, my room was filled with over a dozen women—nurses, maids, and Nina. Nina stroked her belly, looking at me with triumph. Ethan clasped his hands behind his back and ordered sternly: "Tell my wife exactly how you interacted with me recently. Be detailed!" "Mrs. Vance, the last time I saw the Young Master was to hand in your meal plan." "Mrs. Vance, I only saw him when he asked me to bring incense from home to the hospital." "Mrs. Vance, the boss called me to change your IV drip." One by one, they reported. Every interaction revolved around me. They looked at me with envy. When it was Nina’s turn, she said coolly: "I haven't seen Mr. Vance since I dropped off the fruit basket yesterday. Don't worry, Mrs. Vance. The boss only has eyes for you." 4 It sounded like a compliment, but I heard the mockery loud and clear. I laughed bitterly and signaled them to leave. Having "proven" his innocence, Ethan relaxed. He sat on the bed, took my hand, and said earnestly: "Sarah, you know I only love you. I would never look at another woman." I hummed a flat response, ignoring the disappointment in his eyes as I pulled my hand away. Ethan seemed to remember something and added: "Sarah, I have to go on a business trip tomorrow. I can't be with you. But my phone will be on 24/7 for you. Call me if you miss me." His confession of devotion seemed flawless. I suppressed my disgust and nodded. "Drive safe." I caught a flash of guilt in his eyes before he whined: "But I don't want to leave you. Even though it's just one day, I don't want to be apart for a second." "When we adopt a kid, I'll just hand the company over to him so I don't have to travel and leave you." If I didn't know he was spending the next 24 hours marrying Nina, I might have been moved. Finally, Ethan kissed my forehead reluctantly and left the room. The moment he was gone, I checked myself out of the hospital. I went home, packed my things, left a signed divorce agreement on the living room table, and boarded a plane to Switzerland. Before takeoff, I deleted and blocked all of Ethan’s contact information. I cut him out of my life completely. Sitting on the plane, watching the city I had lived in for thirty years shrink beneath me, the heavy stone on my heart finally lifted. Ethan Vance, goodbye forever. I arrived in Switzerland the next morning. After doing some research online, I picked a bed and breakfast to stay in. Meanwhile, Ethan was holding his wedding with Nina. Moments before entering the chapel, he called the doctor to check on me. The doctor told him I had been sleeping since he left and had asked not to be disturbed. They were waiting for me to wake up. Hearing this, he finally entered the chapel with peace of mind. But for some reason, his mind was filled with images of me. Last night, he even dreamed that I divorced him, waking up in a cold sweat. He only relaxed after confirming I was still "sleeping." But the uneasiness lingered. As time passed, it grew stronger. His mind drifted so far he didn't even hear the officiant ask if he took Nina as his wife. It wasn't until Nina shook his hand that he snapped back. Looking into Nina’s adoring eyes, all he could see was my face, looking at him with disappointment. Startled, he shook off Nina’s hand and ran out of the church. "Mr. Vance! The wedding isn't over! Where are you going?" He realized then that I was too important to him. How could he marry another woman behind my back? Sarah, please wait for me. Ethan rushed back to the hospital. He ran straight to my room. Seeing a figure under the blanket, he breathed a sigh of relief. He pushed the door open, a gentle smile on his face. "Babe, I'm back!" The person on the bed didn't move. Ethan carefully lifted the blanket. His smile froze. Under the covers wasn't me. It was a pillow. Where was Sarah?
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