Chapter 4

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a hospital bed with my parents beside me, crying their eyes out.

They were pointing at Adrian and cursing him. When they saw me wake up, all three surrounded me.

"Olivia, you're finally awake! You nearly scared us to death."

"Adrian, since you did such shameless things, get out of here right now! Don't bother Olivia!"

No matter how much my parents cursed him, he didn't react. He just calmly checked my body.

Only after confirming I was okay did he breathe a sigh of relief. I said coldly, "I want to be discharged."

He froze in place, looking at me in disbelief. "Olivia, can you stop making a scene? You're in such poor condition right now. You can't leave the hospital."

"You need to rest properly in the hospital. If the regular room isn't comfortable, I'll book you a VIP room."

I shook my head. "No. I just don't want to see you. Things have come to this point. Why are you still putting on this fake act of concern?"

Adrian couldn't convince me, so he carefully helped me check out.

"I'll drive you home myself. You can rest in the back seat."

"I've been thinking a lot. Cynthia's still young after all. She can't handle the responsibility of caring for a child. Only you are most suitable to be Ella's mother."

"As long as you don't expose what's between Cynthia and me, we don't have to divorce."

My heart sank. Wasn't hurting me enough? He wanted to keep using me?

I ignored him and noticed a fancy gift bag in the back seat containing a necklace.

Just as I was about to take it out for a look, he snapped at me. "Don't touch it!"

He slammed on the brakes and stopped abruptly by the roadside, looking nervous and anxious.

Seeming to notice his emotional reaction was off, he immediately snatched the necklace from my hand. "This is expensive. Don't break it by accident."

Unfortunately, I'd already seen it. The necklace was engraved with Cynthia's initials.

The card said he was giving her 999 gifts, and when he finished, they would get married.

This necklace brand was a luxury label. Supposedly you had to fly to France specifically to buy it.

He carefully put the necklace away, placing it where I couldn't reach.

I suddenly remembered Adrian hadn't given me a gift in many years.

Everyone knew doctors were busy. I never asked for anything on birthdays or anniversaries.

But the day I gave birth, Adrian—supposedly a renowned obstetrician—wasn't there. Even after the baby was born, he never once said I'd worked hard.

In that moment, my heart died.

The back seat was filled with many things belonging to him and Cynthia. One item especially caught my eye—a contract.

It was Adrian's contract for organizing her wedding. I was shocked and couldn't believe it. My heart was pounding wildly as I closed the contract in terror.

The man before me who once said he loved me more than life itself was now truly going to marry someone else.

I felt like such a fool to be deceived so thoroughly. I hated myself for being blind, for being such a poor judge of character.

Tears blurred my vision. I was choking, almost suffocating.

The car slowly drove past a chapel. Years ago, he'd rented out the entire chapel to propose to me. The whole city knew.

We held a century wedding that shocked the entire city. He spared no expense designing a castle-like chapel for me.

Everyone said he loved me desperately to give me the wedding every girl dreams of.

At the wedding he cried with emotion, holding me tightly. He said he could finally be with me forever.

Looking back now, it was laughable. His so-called love for me was nothing but lies.

When we got home, Adrian personally cooked dinner for me. I busied myself packing my luggage.

Seeing this, he blocked the door with his body. I had no time for his act. "Get out of the way! I've already sent you the divorce papers."