Chapter 3

Vivian pulled Ethan inside too, forcing him to spend an entire hour doing prenatal reading to my stomach.

Ethan and I didn't exchange a single word. I watched him softly singing songs and reading children's books to my belly.

In reality, the baby was barely more than a tiny clump of cells, but Vivian stood right there, supervising every second.

Once the hour was up, Vivian got ready to leave with Ethan.

"We'll be back at the same time tomorrow. Get some rest, and keep the money I gave you."

"I don't want your money. I want a divorce."

I said every word with icy clarity. "Ethan, if you have any balls left, sign the damn papers!"

Ethan said in a low, heavy voice, "Nora, Chloe just lost her husband. Life is too hard on her right now. I promised to give her a baby, and I'm not backing out. Just get some rest."

With that, he practically scrambled out the door. Enraged, I grabbed a mug and hurled it after him!

The coffee shattered and splashed across the floor. Vivian didn't say another word; she merely shook her head and walked out.

I called my lawyer right away. If Ethan was going to drag this out, I was done showing him any mercy.

Soon enough, I witnessed just how utterly shameless Ethan and Chloe truly were.

For three days straight, Ethan showed up like clockwork to read to my belly. My face was cold as stone. No matter how much I pressured him, he refused to sign the divorce papers.

To make matters worse, Chloe sent me a message on Snapchat.

"Nora, stop fighting it. Ethan already agreed to give me a baby!"

Attached was a photo of the two of them completely naked in bed. A wave of nausea hit me, and I rushed to the bathroom to throw up.

Vile, disgusting trash!

Before I could even confront them, a digital invitation was suddenly dropped into the family group chat.

"You are cordially invited to celebrate the union of Ethan and Chloe on the 24th of this month at 11:30 AM at the Grand Plaza Hotel. Please join us to witness our love."

Ethan and Chloe were actually having the audacity to throw a wedding!

My head spun with rage. I immediately dialed Ethan's number. He didn't answer. After a dozen missed calls, the line finally clicked open, but it was Chloe's voice on the other end.

"Nora, you saw it, didn't you? Stop making a fuss. All I want is a baby with him. If you keep clinging on, you're leaving me with no choice."

"Chloe, reaching this level of delusion as a mistress is truly fascinating. Fine. You want a wedding? Be my guest. I hope you two rot together."

I hung up immediately, screenshot everything, and forwarded it straight to my lawyer.

The 24th was just three days away. I went to the clinic and scheduled the procedure. When the cold medical instruments entered my body, silent tears rolled down my cheeks.

When I walked out, my womb was empty.

My mom rushed over the moment she heard the news. Seeing how pale and weak I looked, she cursed Ethan for being a heartless monster.

She wanted to storm over and tear him apart.

I stopped her.

"Don't bother, Mom. You can never wake someone who's pretending to be asleep."

Over the next two days, I didn't return to my apartment due to my physical recovery. When Vivian and Ethan showed up for their so-called reading session, I simply didn't open the door.

Watching Vivian pace outside my door through the security camera, I let out a cold smirk.

Then, I disconnected their calls.

On the third day, I put on full glam, gathered a group of people, and marched straight to the hotel.

When we arrived, Ethan was standing there in a sharp tuxedo, beaming with pride, with Chloe clinging to his arm like a delicate flower. The second Ethan saw me, his face dropped. "Nora? What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to congratulate you, of course!"

"Ethan, consider this your official notice: I am filing for divorce in court!"

"And Ms. Chloe, your husband dies, and you immediately jump into his twin brother's bed—and the whole family cheers you on? What a sickening spectacle!"

"Today, I'm ripping off your filthy little mask!"

With a wave of my hand, the people behind me rushed forward, scattering hundreds of printed flyers all over the lobby!

Seeing the bold headlines exposing Chloe's incestuous, homewrecking affair with her late husband's brother, the guests' faces turned pale with mortification.

Ethan roared, "Nora, that is enough!"

I gave him a chilling smile. "Oh, we're just getting started."

Right on cue, the police arrived. Chloe's eyes welled with tears, and she rushed over to play the victim.

"Officer, she's harassing us and ruining our private event! Arrest her!"

Instead, the officer pulled out a pair of handcuffs and clicked them onto Ethan's wrists!

"Ethan, you're being charged with attempted bigamy and fraud. You're coming with us!"