Lahat ng Kabanata ng I Arranged His Dates… and Our Divorce: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

When I opened my eyes again, Ethan was sitting beside my bed, his face etched with worry. The moment he saw me wake up, he immediately handed me a glass of warm water. "Take it slow. Are you still dizzy?"Then, he explained what had happened, "Lydia took your safety gear, but she was worried something serious might happen, so she deliberately pushed you into a deep patch of snow. She was terrified when she saw you unconscious. She cried the whole time."I turned my head away, unwilling to look at him, only to hear him laugh. "You even brought a blood pack with you? When I saw you bleeding, I really thought you'd lost the baby. You've gotten so thoughtful. I never would've thought of that." I had no idea what blood pack he was talking about.It was only then that I became aware of the dull ache in my abdomen—and the terrifying realization that something was wrong.Just then, the doctor came in to make her rounds. But Ethan's phone suddenly rang. The caller ID read, "My Dea

When I woke up, I found myself on a rooftop with Jennifer restraining me, her face twisted with rage."Sienna Whitmore, did you really think getting pregnant would be enough to win Ethan back? Today, I'm going to make sure you see who really matters to him!"Only then did I remember that yesterday was supposed to be the day Ethan took Jennifer to Derbin Isle to see the Northern Lights. But Vivian had stopped him from going, and Jennifer had mistakenly blamed me for interfering. The wind howled around us, nearly knocking me off balance. "Let me go!"I struggled against Jennifer's grip, but then, I felt something cold press against my neck."Jennifer!"Ethan rushed onto the rooftop with several people close behind him. The moment he saw what was happening, the color drained from his face. "Jennifer, you need to calm down," he pleaded. "Don't come any closer!"Jennifer pressed the blade against my neck, and I flinched at the sharp sting."Ethan, you told me I was the woma

"A miscarriage?" Ethan froze. He had to grip the reception desk to keep his legs from giving out. Suddenly, he remembered the blood pooling beneath me after I was knocked down at the ski resort. He had always assumed I had prepared a blood pack beforehand to make the whole thing look convincing. "Mr. Caldwell, we checked several other hospitals as well. There's no record of Mrs. Caldwell receiving treatment at any of them," Walter reported.Seeing Ethan's face darken, Walter quickly added, "Mr. Caldwell, try to think of the best-case scenario. Maybe Mrs. Caldwell wasn't hurt at all."The thought eased some of the pressure in Ethan's chest. "Prepare 999 lychee roses and have them delivered to Mrs. Caldwell's villa."After giving the order, Ethan grabbed his keys and rushed home. "I want you to teach me how to make my wife's favorite stew." The chef respectfully rose to his feet. "Yes, sir. Would that be Ms. Bennett's favorite, Ms. Sinclair's, or Ms. Harrington's?"Ethan'

Meanwhile, I took a deep breath and pulled back the curtain in front of me. A look of awe flashed across Adrian's face. He rose from the couch without even realizing it. "Sienna, you look absolutely beautiful."He took my hand and gently led me toward the mirror. "I never imagined you'd look this beautiful in a wedding dress. I'm glad I get to see you like this with my own eyes today."I stared at my reflection, suddenly feeling shy. I was so nervous that a faint blush crept across my cheeks. But the next moment, my eyes began to sting. For the past two years, I had imagined countless times what Ethan's expression would be when I finally stepped out from behind the curtain in a wedding dress. But he had never been there. Not even once. He always had time for Lydia, accompanying her on one extreme adventure after another. He had time to throw elaborate birthday parties for Vivian—even for her dog. He had time to travel the world with Jennifer. Yet when it came to me,