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Evelyn’s POV

My entire body felt numb.

I could not help but look at Damien’s hand holding that woman's waist. The way he bent his head to talk softly to her made my heart hurt even more.

She looked fragile beside him.

Important. Precious.

At the same time, I stood a few steps back feeling like my heart was getting ripped apart slowly.

Then the woman lifted her head.

Even with the mask, I saw those eyes right away. A proud grin slowly showed up on her lips when she saw me standing there.

Damien finally turned around.

His face shifted right after he saw me.

“Evelyn!”

I stepped back before he could get closer.

The ultrasound sheets in the lady's hands faded in my sight. My breath got uneven as one scary truth sank deep inside my chest.

Pregnant. His mistress was pregnant.

Suddenly, everything made sense.

Why did Damien go from the feast so fast? Why did his mind keep wandering off to other places all night long?

While I cried alone over our collapsing marriage.

My man was going with other lady to her check-up for baby.

Hurt shot through my chest so hard that I nearly lost my balance one more time.

“Evelyn, hear me first,” Damien said fast as he walked to me.

A broken laugh escaped my lips.

“What exactly am I supposed to hear now?”

His jaw tightened.

“It’s complicated.”

I slowly shook my head.

“No,” my voice shook a lot. “In fact, it’s really easy.”

My eyes went to the lady next to him then back to Damien again.

"You fooled on me," I said soft. "Now she’s having your kid."

Silence filled the hallway.

Damien seemed like he wanted to say something. But, the woman suddenly took his arm softly before he could talk.

“Damien” she said softly “I don’t feel good”

Concern instantly appeared across his face.

That one moment broke every weak part still in me.

Because his first instinct was still her.

Not Never me.

I chuckled sadly as tears made it hard to see. Then, I turned and walked off before one of them could halt me.

“Evelyn!”

I did not pay attention to Damien saying my name behind me. Staring at him any longer would totally break me.

As soon as I got back to my hospital room, my legs just gave up.

I went down on the ground next to the bed while I held my mouth tight to keep from crying out loud. Each breath felt hurtful.

God, Why did it hurt this much?

I loved that man for three years.

Three entire years.

At the same time, a different woman was now holding his kid.

A child I could never give him.

My shaking hands hugged around me tighter. All at once, every mean word from the Sinclair family played back in my mind.

Maybe they was right all the time. I really failed as a wife?

My phone suddenly vibrated beside me

Fear quickly crept ͏in my chest after I saw the strange number again. But, my fingers gently opened the message.

A P*F file appeared on the screen.

Underneath it was a short sentence.

[Looks like you finally know the truth.]

My breathing turned shaky.

I opened the file with trembling fingers.

Pregnancy Certificate.

Patient Name: Chloe Bennett.

Father of the Child: Damien Sinclair.

For a few moments, I just looked at the screen with no thought while my brain grew blank.

Another message appeared.

Then another.

Photos flooded my phone one after another.

Chlo͏e is in Damien’s bed, smiling proudly at the camera. Damien gives her a soft kiss on her forehead.

One pic showed his hand on her belly in a possessive way. My chest felt like it was being crushed alive.

More texts followed immediately afterward.

He sat next to me all night after you went.

He said he couldn’t leave me since I’m having his baby.

[Really, it’s shameful seeing you cling to a guy who is already with me.]

A shattered sound escaped my throat.

I quickly tossed my phone on the bed like it was hot.

Shame went through all parts of my body. Tears made it hard to see again and my breath was quick.

Right then, the hospital room door opened.

Damien walked inside carrying a small cake box.

The second he saw my wet face, his look changed right away.

“Evelyn.”

I turned my gaze fast. Looking at him now just made me feel ill.

Damien walked up to the bed and put the cake box gently on a table close by.

“I got your best cake,” he said soft. “You didn’t have no food today.”

My eyes slowly fell on the box. Strawberry shortcake, my best treat.

In the past, small acts like this could bring me joy for days.

Now it only felt insulting.

How can he act like he cares after he left a woman with child?

“I’m not hungry.”

Damien sat beside me carefully.

“You still need to eat.”

A soft laugh escaped me suddenly.

The sound startled even myself.

Damien frowned slightly.

“What’s funny?”

I slowly lifted my head toward him.

“You were with her just now, weren’t you?”

His expression instantly hardened.

“Evelyn—”

“She’s pregnant.”

Silence filled the room again.

A bitter smile appeared across my lips.

“You held her like she mattered.”

Damien closed his eyes briefly before answering quietly.

“She does matter.”

Everything inside me shattered completely.

I stared at him in disbelief.

Then my gaze slowly shifted toward the cake box beside him.

Anger exploded violently inside my chest.

Before Damien could react, I grabbed the cake and threw it across the room.

CRASH!

The box slammed against the wall before falling onto the floor. Cream splattered everywhere instantly.

The room turned deathly quiet.

Damien looked stunned.

Meanwhile, my entire body shook uncontrollably from rage and heartbreak.

“I hate you.”

Those words came out broken.

Raw and Painful.

Damien immediately stood up.

“Evelyn, calm down first.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down!” I screamed.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down my face. My chest hurt so badly I could barely breathe anymore.

“Your mistress is pregnant and you’re telling me to calm down?”

Damien suddenly grabbed my shoulders tightly.

“You think I wanted this to happen?”

I froze briefly.

“What?”

Frustration flashed clearly across his face now.

“She got pregnant by accident.”

A hollow laugh escaped my lips.

Accident?

Was that supposed to make me feel better?

“You make her sound like some unfortunate mistake.”

Damien’s grip tightened slightly.

“I never meant to hurt you.”

“But you did!”

My voice echoed loudly through the hospital room.

“You destroyed everything!”

Silence followed immediately afterward.

For one brief second, guilt appeared inside Damien’s eyes. Real guilt.

Unfortunately, it changed absolutely nothing.

Because no matter how guilty he felt, another woman was still carrying his child.

Finally, I shoved his hands away from me.

“Get out.”

His jaw tightened instantly.

“Evelyn—”

“I said get out!”

Several long seconds passed.

Damien continued staring at me intensely like he wanted to say something else. Eventually, he clenched his jaw before turning around coldly.

Then he walked toward the door. I thought he would leave.

Unfortunately, before Damien could step outside, his phone suddenly rang again.

The name flashing across the screen made my entire body go cold.

Chloe Calling.