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Amber’s POV> Wetland Event Center — 8 p.m. “Smile for the camera,” my husband, Vincent Liam, whispered in an authoritative tone, yet his bright smile never left his face as he stared at the camera and waved happily at the audience watching us.How can he pretend as if nothing happened twenty minutes ago? How can he smile happily as if I didn’t just walk in on him kissing one of the waitresses in the janitor’s room?“I said, smile!” he growled through gritted teeth. His left arm, wrapped around my waist, tightened, and his free hand pinched my lower back.I wanted to pull away from him, but my wandering eyes landed on my mother-in-law, who was holding her glass of champagne tightly while glaring at me, daring me to make any sudden movements.I swallowed hard, forcing down my pain, and wore a weak smile. “You’re hurting me,” I whispered to my husband.“Then fix your attitude until the ceremony is over,” he warned.I wanted to argue with him, but then again, I locked eyes with my ste

Amber's POVWhile Chloe and my stepfather were looking at me, I was staring at my mother in return, waiting for her response—hoping she'd support me and look at me with the same softness she had looked at Chloe with earlier."Oh my sweet Amber," she called, her face lighting up in relief. "I know this is too much to ask, but you are our only savior right now." She got up and walked closer to me, then reached for my hands, which were folded across my chest. "Please, marry Vincent.""I... I should marry Vincent?" My mother nodded quickly. "But she just said he is an abuser. Why should I be the one to marry him and not her? I can understand if he..." I snatched my hands from hers and pointed at my stepfather. "...were the one asking me to marry Vincent. But you, aren't we both your daughters? Why are you protecting her alone?"Tears brimmed in my mother's eyes as she shook her head, flashing pitiful glances at Chloe, who was trying her best to look as vulnerable as ever. "You have to und

Amber's POV"Fuck this airline!" Annabelle cussed as she stared at the text Ethan sent her. "This is exactly why I hate using their service."I laughed at her outburst. "Calm down. He'll be here soon."She turned her phone to me so that I could read the text for myself, and according to the text, their flight had just taken off because it was delayed for one hour."Do you still think he'll be here soon?" she asked, mockery dripping from her words.I wanted to give her a sarcastic response but shut my mouth when I felt a rush coming up my throat, the same rush I felt last night before I threw up, and all I could think about right now was—not again."Excuse me," I called to the security man walking by. "Where's the restroom, please?""Over there," he said, pointing somewhere."Thank you."He nodded and left, then I faced Annabelle. "I'll be right ba..." I couldn't finish my words. I slapped my hand over my mouth and raced towards the restroom."Hey, Amber, what's going on?" I heard Anna

Amber's POV“Are you truly going to divorce him?” Annabelle asked. We were currently in a cab, heading to the airport to pick up Ethan.“Hmm.”“What about the pregnancy? Are you sure you want to abort it?”I subconsciously looked down at my stomach. It was still flat, but I could somehow already feel the life growing inside.Once Vincent and I are divorced and I decide to keep this baby, he or she would have to grow up without their father actively in their lives, which is something I don't want for my child. I know what it feels like to grow up without a father firsthand.“You know, it's not just Vincent's child,” she interrupted my thoughts. “It's also yours. Your flesh and blood,” she said.“I don't want to talk about this for now, Anna.” I looked outside the window. “Let's forget about this pregnancy and just pick up Ethan.”She didn't say anything more. She simply reached for my hands and squeezed them comfortingly. > > > > > > > We made it

Amber's POV“What does the time say?” Vincent asked, his eyes moving to my belly. “Where did you go that you're returning home dangerously late? Do you realize you're with child?”I raised my brows at his last question, a laugh threatening to escape my lips. I was expecting a confrontation from him after dumping the test results on him, but I didn't expect him to be waiting for me at the door.“Reply to me when I'm talking to you. Where have you been?”I ignored him and pushed past him, but he caught my right arm and pulled me back. “Am I talking to someone or not?”I released a hiss as I snatched my arm from him. “Quit being a hypocrite in front of me. Stop pretending like you care when you clearly don't!” I yelled in his face.“I... I...” he seemed short of words.“You what?” I nodded my head slowly. “I am done having you and everyone else control my life, Vincent. Yes, I am pregnant with your child, but that doesn't give you the right to interfere with my life.” I looked him in the