Dorian’s POVIt had been several days.I sat in the same position I always did, eyes fixed on my phone screen, where the live feed of Alora’s hospital ward played silently. She was always alone, pretending to be weak, pretending to be innocent.But that was the problem.She wasn’t doing anything. No sudden movements, no strange phone calls, no whispers, no weird visitors—nothing. Just lying there like a patient waiting for healing.I raked a hand through my hair and let out a frustrated groan. “Why the hell isn’t she slipping up?” I muttered under my breath. “Damn it.”“Can’t you for once do something that would serve as solid proof to me??” I leaned back and shook my head, talking to myself like a madman. “If this is all she’s going to do every damn day, what proof am I supposed to take to court? Just my word? That’s not going to cut it…”I facepalmed and let out a tired breath.“I’ve had enough of this,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes and picking up my phone again.I opened the survei
Candice’s POVI was lying still on the hospital bed, facing the wall, pretending to be asleep.My heart was tired. My body was aching.Then, I heard the door open quietly.I didn’t have to look.I already knew who it was.That scent—clean, musky, familiar—wrapped around the room. I hated how easily my body still recognized him.He walked in slowly, his footsteps careful like he didn’t want to disturb me. I heard him take a deep breath.“Candice,” he said softly. His voice sounded lighter… almost happy. “I came back as fast as I could. I have something really important to tell you. It’s good news.”I didn’t respond.I didn’t even open my eyes.I just couldn’t pretend to care anymore.Whatever “good news” he had… it didn’t matter to me.He came closer. “Candice,” he said again. “Please… just listen for one minute, okay?”Still, I didn’t move. My hand curled slightly under the blanket. “I know you probably don’t want to hear me talk,” Dorian said. “But I want you to hear this.”Then I
Dorian POVShe cracked.Her lips trembled. Her hands shook as she gripped the edge of the bedsheet. For the first time, she looked scared.“Dorian, wait… wait—please,” she said quickly, her voice rising. “It wasn’t just me! I didn’t plan it alone!”I narrowed my eyes. “So who did?”“It was your stepmother,” she said in a rush, as if the words had been pressing on her chest. “She was the one who told me what to do—she gave me the idea.”I folded my arms across my chest and stared down at her. “So now it’s her fault you drugged me?”Alora shook her head rapidly. “No, no! I mean, yes—she… she said if I wanted to get you back, I had to remind you what it felt like to be with me. That if I just got you into bed, everything would go back to how it used to be. She said Candice was just temporary—just a distraction.”I could barely breathe. I was disgusted. Disgusted with her. With myself. And with the people I let too close.“You really thought this was going to work?” I asked quietly, my vo
Dorian POVI couldn’t breathe.I just stood there like a statue, staring at Candice while her words echoed in my head over and over again like a nightmare on repeat.I never thought I’d hear those words from her. The same woman who smiled softly when I entered a room… the same woman carrying my child.Now she wanted to leave?No. No, I couldn’t let that happen.“I… I can’t believe you just said that,” I muttered, shaking my head as if trying to erase her voice from my memory. “You want to leave me? Just like that?”Candice didn’t say anything. Her eyes were glassy, swollen from crying. “I thought…” I paused, my voice breaking. “I thought we were in love.”“We were,” she whispered. “Maybe I still am. But I can’t keep hurting myself just to stay in love with you.”I stepped forward, heart pounding. “Candice, listen to me. This—what happened with Alora—it wasn’t supposed to happen. I swear to you, it wasn’t even real. I was drugged. You have to believe me.”She looked away. “Even if tha
Candice POVI heard the door swing open with force. The loud sound echoed through the hospital room. I drifted my eyes to see who it was and I immediately turned my eyes away after I saw who. I just stared blankly at the ceiling, my hands resting on my stomach, my heart… completely numb.“Candice!” Dorian’s voice was filled with panic. “Candice, are you okay? What happened?!”He rushed to my side with a worried look. But I didn’t answer him.What was the point?“Don’t act so surprised,” another voice said casually from across the room. I finally turned my head slightly and saw Marcus still standing at the corner of my bed with a calm, smug look on his face.Dorian’s eyes narrowed in confusion. “What are you doing here?”Marcus chuckled and took a slow step toward him. “Why do I look like the bad guy here? I’m just doing the job you failed to do.”Dorian blinked. “What the hell are you talking about?”Marcus tilted his head and smiled like a devil. “I’m the one who saved your child
Candice POV“You know,” he said slowly, like he was trying to sound gentle but couldn’t hide the cruelty behind his voice, “Alora’s uterus was badly damaged when she jumped off that building.”I blinked, confused for a second. “What?”“She won’t be able to have children anymore,” he added. “That little stunt she pulled… it cost her.”My mouth parted in shock. I didn’t know what to say.“She’s infertile now,” he continued with a shrug. “Probably permanent.”I opened my mouth and shut it again. My heart started beating faster. “So what?” I finally said, forcing the words out. “That doesn’t mean my child will be taken away from me.”Marcus tilted his head and raised his brows. “Are you sure?”I narrowed my eyes. “This baby is mine. Mine and Dorian’s. No one is taking him or her away from me.”He gave me a long, unreadable stare. Then he laughed—quietly.“You know,” he said, his voice dropping low as he looked directly at my stomach, “Dorian does care about the baby. I believe that. I rea