Back when we were still in love, I heard from someone else that Charlie Grant had been getting unusually close to his secretary. He never offered an explanation. He let me dig for the truth on my own. Over the past five years, I quietly collected countless photos of them together—having lunch, leaving late-night meetings, even traveling for business—but none of them offered conclusive proof of cheating. Until the day he proposed to me. There was a giant screen set up. It was supposed to play a romantic video Charlie had prepared just for the proposal, but the screen suddenly cut to something else. A video of Charlie at a hospital, standing beside his secretary as she underwent a pregnancy check-up. In the video, the doctor clearly referred to Charlie as her husband… and the father of her child. His secretary burst into tears on the spot and apologized to me repeatedly. She sobbed as though she were the victim. Charlie, however, stood there with a cold expression and said flatly, "She's an unwed mother. She was helpless. I was just accompanying her for the checkup. The doctor must've misunderstood." Everyone braced for a dramatic scene. However, I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I only reached up and slowly removed the delicate flower hairpiece from my head. I set the hairpiece down. Then I looked Charlie in the eyes and spoke calmly. "You're right. It is sad that she’s pregnant and all alone. "This marriage proposal was meant for her. Not me." I gave a faint smile. "May you enjoy a blissful life. And… congratulations on the baby."
view more"I was wrong, Isabel. Please… forgive me."Marie’s gone from the company. We can start over. You once said you’d love me your entire life, that you’d never leave me."I laughed."Mr. Grant, we broke up. We’re no longer anything to each other. I hope you’ll show me the basic respect you’d give any stranger."His expression changed."You’re really not going to forgive me? I was just trying to do something nice. I know I didn’t handle it well, but I never cheated on you."I looked at him without saying a word. That silence made him nervous. His eyes flicked away, unable to meet mine."Charlie Grant, when will you understand? Emotional betrayal is still betrayal."When you used work as an excuse to accompany another woman… that’s when you stopped being mine."He looked like he was about to say something but stopped."Is there no way to fix this?"His voice trembled. His eyes turned red.Charlie Grant, the man who had crushed my heart with his choices, now stood before me looking like a bro
Charlie stumbled home like a man lost at sea.It was midnight by the time he arrived. From a distance, he saw that the lights in his house were on.A glimmer of hope lit up in his eyes.He rushed to the door and opened it eagerly."I knew you wouldn’t leave me, Isabel—"The words died in his throat.It wasn’t Isabel.It was Marie.Charlie's expression turned grim."What are you doing in my house?"Marie had prepared an entire table of food. She turned around with a sweet smile."I heard Isabel left. You must be tired and hungry after such a long day… I came to make your favorite dishes."Before she could finish, Charlie stormed over and grabbed her by the throat.His voice dropped to a menacing growl."Didn’t you hear what I said?"I asked you—what the hell are you doing in my house?"Marie’s legs buckled from fear, but she forced a smile."You gave me the door code once—when I helped you get that document, remember? I just wanted to surprise you..."That only made him more furious.It
Charlie took blow after blow.It felt like an invisible pair of hands were wrapped around his heart, squeezing tighter and tighter until he couldn’t breathe.He moved like a broken, robotic machine, frantically searching for any way to contact me—calling, messaging, checking every platform.There was nothing. No trace. No clue.He couldn’t understand why I’d leave him without a reason.Charlie collapsed to the floor like a helpless child. He hugged his head and sobbed, completely falling apart.Then, as if grasping for control, he reached for his phone. He had to find out where I went. He was about to call his assistant when his phone lit up with another incoming call.It was Marie.Her pitiful voice oozed with fake fragility. "Mr. Grant… My tummy’s been hurting suddenly. Can you come with me to the hospital?"Charlie snarled, "Get lost."He hung up without hesitation, disgusted by the sound of her pretentious voice.Without waiting another second, he started investigating on his own.
Charlie gave the same excuse he always did.He was swamped with work and had overtime meetings.However, it no longer mattered to me.Sarah and I were focused on our plans to study abroad.I was finally leaving this place—the city I’d lived in for over twenty years. I hadn’t expected that my last night here would be spent in a hospital bed.At midnight, Charlie quietly opened the door to my ward.He stepped softly to my bedside, thinking I was asleep, and stood there watching me in silence.Then, in a low, remorseful voice, he said, "I'm sorry, Isabel…"He didn’t move, just stood there, as if hoping I’d open my eyes and say something.I stopped pretending.I opened my eyes and looked at him calmly. "There’s nothing to be sorry for. Everything is in the past."Charlie’s face lit up slightly, as if he misunderstood."You’re right," he said, his voice trembling with emotion. "Everything is in the past… I’ll make it up to you, Isabel."He stepped closer, about to say more.I gave him a sma
The doctor who had performed my abortion was urgently called in to perform emergency surgery on me. The moment he saw my condition, he exploded in rage."Are you even a man?! Miss Langdon just had an abortion! Don’t you know she shouldn't be exerting herself physically? Are you trying to kill her?!"Charlie stood frozen, staring at the pool of blood on the floor while the doctor continued to scold him.He didn’t respond. He didn’t move.He just stood there, trembling slightly, like he had just taken a heavy blow to the chest."Our baby was fine just last night…"His voice shook."How could this happen? Why… why would she get an abortion…?"My surgery lasted five hours.When they finally pushed me out of the operating room, someone rushed over.It was Charlie.He looked completely disheveled—furious and frantic. His eyes were bloodshot, his whole body tense.I had never seen him like that before.He walked up to me, gripping the hospital bed tightly. His eyes bulged with emotion as he l
"Marie!"Charlie's expression changed instantly. He shoved me aside roughly and rushed over to help her up."It's bad enough that you're throwing a tantrum at me, Isabel, but how could you hurt her when she's pregnant? What if something happens to her?"Tears welled up in Marie’s eyes as she tried to defend me."Don't be mad at Isabel, Mr. Grant. I was the one who tripped… This is my fault…"The more she spoke, the darker Charlie's face became."Apologize to her, Isabel!""She was the one who pretended to fall."I almost lost my footing when he pushed me, but I managed to steady myself."I never touched her. That whole fall was just an act."Charlie’s jaw tightened."Are you saying she's using her unborn child to frame you? You're about to be a mother too. Do you think that's something she’d do?"I looked at him, stunned by how fiercely he was defending her."I already told you last night. We're breaking up. What right do you have to demand anything from me?"Charlie's face fell. Anger
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