Chapter 3

As she watched the pair in front of her getting flirty under the table again, Solana felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen. She was still weak from the abortion procedure. After sitting with the Jeffries for so long, her back ached too much to continue.

Since Cedric had nothing more to discuss with her, Solana excused herself, saying she was tired and needed to rest. She lay on her bed, looking at every decoration in the room with a heavy heart.

Isaiah had personally arranged every corner of this bedroom. He used to take care of everything for her, down to the most minor details, but now the distance between them had never felt greater. Her nose stung, and she was on the verge of tears.

Solana hadn't been back in her room long when Isaiah walked in without even knocking. She was startled, and she could not help but wonder how long it had been since they'd spoken after he moved out.

Even when they inevitably ran into each other in this house, he wouldn't even look at her. Now, it only took her one glance, and she could sense the fury radiating from him.

Sure enough, the first thing Isaiah did was to mock her. "Congratulations, Solana! You finally got what you wanted!

"I just never imagined that someone so young could be so scheming. I kindly threw you a party for your 18th birthday, and you deliberately spiked my drink with that drug!"

He added, "Well, now you've achieved your goal! First, you schemed to sleep with me for a one-night stand. Then, you schemed to get pregnant with my child.

"Finally, you used family pressure to force me to marry you. What brilliant tactics! Solana, is this how I raised you all these years?"

Isaiah furiously accused Solana, angrily kicking the bedroom door. "You win, Solana! I'll marry you out of obligation! But my love will always belong to Ally, so don't you dare wish otherwise!

"After the wedding, I'll move out to live with Ally. Since you wanted to use the baby in your belly to force me into marriage, you'd better take good care of that child and stay home obediently, guarding the title of Mrs. Jeffries that you earned by sleeping your way to the top!"

He finished saying everything as if he were lashing out. Then, he stared at Solana intently, waiting to see her break down or cry. Yet, she didn't say a word, and her face remained blank.

His heart inexplicably panicked for a moment, but he quickly steadied himself. He thought Alyssa was right.

If Solana could think up such despicable tactics to get him into bed, her cold reaction was another act. Thinking she was probably planning to scheme against him again, he told himself to be on guard this time.

Isaiah would never imagine that Solana had truly given up this time, and it was all because their child was already gone. In her past life, she had loved him as much as she loved that child. But in the end, she paid a terrible price for that love for the rest of her life.

Fortunately, this life would be different. She wouldn't attend the wedding because she had already bought her plane ticket to Fruances. In ten days, she would leave this place and ditch him.

Solana dragged her weak body up and walked toward him, pointing toward the living room where Alyssa stood waiting. She said, "Are you done talking? If so, please leave.

"Don't keep her waiting. I'm tired and want to rest."

Isaiah stood still, looking at her in disbelief. After just a few days apart, he seemed not to recognize her anymore.

At that moment, Solana felt waves of pain in her lower abdomen. However, she endured it and forcefully pushed Isaiah out and was about to close the door. Just then, the abortion procedure slip fell from her pocket.

Isaiah frowned deeply, and his voice dropped low as he asked, "What procedure? You're having surgery?"