Chapter 3

“What is your problem, Nessa? Stop making a fuss and hear me out!”

“You still think I’m the one with a problem?” I looked into his eyes and broke free from his embrace. The moment I got my feet back on the ground, I pointed at the door. “I don’t need your excuses. Get lost!”

Shaun did not move, tapping away on his phone instead. So now he was not even bothering to explain?

I looked at the face I loved for so long.

Had he been tolerating me all this time? Was I always throwing tantrums and making a fuss? Was that how he thought of me?

Shaun looked up and saw my dejected expression. All of a sudden, he shoved his phone into my face.

The photo on the screen showed the SS Princess, a cruise ship I had been eyeing for a long time. It was gracefully docked at a harbor somewhere.

“I bought the SS Princess, Princess Nessa.”

I immediately fell silent, pouncing onto his phone. For real?! That ship was worth 18 million dollars!

Hehe, that was one thing Shaun was good for.

I held the phone, grinning from ear to ear.

“Can you hear me out now, Nessa?” He took his phone back. I nodded profusely.

“That day, I hid a picture of a girl who looked a lot like you…”

I nodded, my eyes still fixed on the SS Princess. He lifted my chin, holding my gaze.

“I don’t know that girl, but she came for an interview. I didn’t want you to misunderstand, so I instinctively hid it.”

It was a lame excuse, but…

But he bought me the SS Princess.

In truth, just like Vicky, I never really believed he would cheat on me. After all this time together, I had that much faith in him.

I would never admit I did it for the SS Princess.

Besides, I still had the rest of my plan to execute.

I went home.

When I left her house, Vicky leaned against the doorframe, watching me pass my things back to Shaun.

“Seriously,” she asked, “what did you do all this for?”

I looked at her and said right in front of Shaun, “I’m going home with him, but I never said I forgave him.”

After that whole facade, I was starving. I asked the chef to make me a meal so I could execute the second step of my plan.

I ignored Shaun the entire time over lunch, eating quietly by myself.

“Urk…” After throwing him a glance, I suddenly threw down my cutlery and ran to the washroom.

I thought I had put on a decent show, but Shaun did not fall for it!

Now that I had pulled out all the stops, he followed me in a panic, watching as I gagged into the toilet.

After a while, he finally asked, “What did you sneakily eat this time, Nessa?”

Huh? What was going on? This was not how he was supposed to react!

It was obvious that Shaun had never watched those family dramas on TV. What a waste of my stellar acting skills.

I rolled my eyes at him. Useless man.

Never mind, I had a few other tricks up my sleeve.

I ignored Shaun since just looking at his face made me mad. When I went back to our room and saw his clothes still on the floor, I finally felt a bit happier.

I pretended to gag a few more times after that, but that idiot Shaun kept assuming I had food poisoning.

I was not that much of a glutton! Sure, I had some chips and ice cream sometimes, but that was it! Besides, I stopped eating those after I found out I was pregnant.

At the end of the day, he was just too stupid.

After Shaun went back to work, I decided to proceed with the next step of my plan.

I scheduled an abortion at one of the Lewis Group's private hospitals.

As planned, I put Shaun’s number in the form.

Sitting outside the operation theatre, I submitted the online registration form. Within seconds, he should have received the confirmation on his phone.

I chuckled, awed by my brilliance. I even posted a story on my social media, with the caption, [It's not that I don't love you, my baby. I just… don't want to bring you into a loveless home.]

I attached a picture of my pregnancy test to the post and made it visible to him alone.

As expected, Shaun lost his mind after seeing it.