Chapter 6

I hadn't mentioned the endorsement, nor had I mentioned Mia’s name. He had exposed himself like a startled monkey whose tail had been stepped on.

"When did it start?" I asked.

Ethan remained silent, staring at me, probably trying to read my expression.

"You know me," I continued. "If I’m asking, it means I already have proof. To me, lying is just as unforgivable as cheating. Ethan, don't dig your own grave."

He deflated instantly. "Three years ago."

Even though I had already confirmed it through other channels, hearing him admit it still made my heart squeeze.

It felt like someone was wringing my chest, making it hard to breathe.

"Why?" I asked. I was surprised to find that I wasn't as detached as I thought. Walking away was my style, but it still hurt.

"In the beginning, I ignored her," Ethan muttered. "But she was relentless. She did everything she could to get into my projects."

"She didn't care about the money. She even brought her own investors. By then, she was already famous. She could have had any script she wanted, but she only chose me. She only showed up if I was there."

"And then, that night after you rejected my proposal again... I knew your stance on marriage, but I still felt incredibly depressed. She stayed and drank with me all night. I lost control."

He suddenly looked up at me, his eyes pleading. "But I really want to marry you, Chloe. I went to see her tonight to break things off for good. The moment I found out you were pregnant, I started planning this. Let’s get married, Chloe. Let’s give our baby a home, and give our love a real future."