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Evelyn’s birthday arrived quietly—no candles, no laughter.Adrian hadn’t returned home since the incident at his office.Her family had called early that morning to wish her a happy birthday. They even sent over expensive gifts, but none of those things really mattered to her.Isa also called. Her bubbly chatter had brightened Evelyn’s mood for a while, especially when she unwrapped the beautiful jade bracelet Isa had sent—a delicate piece with both their names carved inside a heart-shaped pendant.Later that evening, Clara showed up with flowers and a bottle of wine, insisting they celebrate anyway.> “Don’t be sad, Evie,” she said, wrapping an arm around Evelyn’s shoulders. “Men forget things all the time.”But as Clara spoke, her eyes glimmered with something Evelyn couldn’t quite place—pity, perhaps… or was it something else?That night, Evelyn blew out the single candle Clara had lit on a slice of cake. She made a wish she wasn’t sure she believed in anymore.She waited all night

The soft glow of the phone still lingered in Evelyn’s eyes. She lay there motionless, listening to the steady rhythm of Adrian’s breathing beside her. He was asleep — or pretending to be.Her fingers hovered just inches from the phone, trembling. Every part of her wanted to see the full message, to confirm what her heart already feared. But another part of her — the part that was tired of hurting — stopped her.She withdrew her hand and sat up slowly. The room was quiet, but her mind wasn’t.> “I can’t stop thinking about last night…”Those words echoed over and over again until she couldn’t tell whether she was angry, heartbroken, or just… numb.Quietly, she slipped out of bed and walked toward the balcony. The cold night air kissed her skin, carrying the faint scent of rain. Somewhere below, the garden lights flickered — the same garden where she had once seen Adrian and Clara talking in low tones, too close for comfort.Tears blurred her vision as she whispered to herself, “How lon

“And where is that bastard husband of yours?” Isa demanded, crossing her arms.“Probably out with Clara, having fun,” Evelyn replied flatly, her voice void of emotion.“Butler Chan!” Isa called sharply.The butler rushed in immediately, clearly nervous. The fierce look in Isa’s eyes was enough to make anyone uneasy. She looked like she could tear down walls if pushed further.“Where is that jerk?” she asked coldly.Chan lowered his gaze. “Miss Isa, Mr. John called earlier to inform us that the young master traveled to Country C on a business trip. He didn’t mention when he’ll be returning.”Isa scoffed. “So, he ran off with his mistress, huh?”“M–Mistress?” Chan stammered, eyes wide. “You must be mistaken, ma’am. The young master has no mistress. Those must be rumors meant to ta—”The deadly glare Isa shot him froze his words in his throat. He quickly bowed and retreated inside without another word.“Don’t worry, Evelyn,” Isa said, her tone softening as she turned back to her sister.

Evelyn stared blankly at the doctor, wanting to laugh but not daring to.“How can I be pregnant, Doctor? Are you sure you’re holding my test results?” she asked, disbelief painting her face.The doctor frowned. “Mrs. Chase, I’ve been your family doctor for decades. Do you think your father would still keep me around if I was capable of making such a silly mistake as mixing up samples?”“Sorry, Doc. That’s not what I meant,” Evelyn said quickly. “I just find it hard to believe I’m pregnant. I mean, it’s not possible to get pregnant without being with a man or at least through artificial insemination. So how can I be pregnant when I haven’t done either of—”Her words trailed off. Suddenly, it hit her.—Flashback (Two Months Ago)—It was two months earlier when Adrian had come home drunk. He barged into her room without warning, reeking of alcohol and regret. She’d been sitting by the window when he stumbled toward her, eyes red and unfocused.He didn’t say much—just pulled her into his