Chapter 4

But Amara suddenly grabbed her belly and cried loudly, “Adriel, the baby feels like kicking me. I’m hurting so badly!”

Adriel paused for only a brief second before firmly turning back and lifting Amara into his arms, carrying her toward the villa.

With a heavy crash, the door slammed shut, as if it closed off my chance to survive.

I had no idea how long I struggled. Just as my consciousness was nearly fading away, a strong pair of hands finally pulled me out of the water.

When my eyes opened, I saw a familiar yet barely known face.

“Azalea, how did you end up looking this terrible?”

Arden Aguirre shrugged off his coat and covered it over me. His movements were polite, but his look and tone were still teasing and hard to control, like when he used to fight me.

I coughed hard, spitting out several mouthfuls of water, and asked him, “Why did you suddenly show up here?”

“This young guy heard from your dad that you’re calling off your old engagement, so I came back on purpose to see if you got dumped, so I could laugh at you.”

He raised his eyebrows and was about to get up when I suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

“Since you’ve already seen everything, then, do you want to go register our marriage with me?”

Arden’s expression froze, as if shocked, and he stayed quiet for a long while.

“If you don’t want to, then forget it. I can find someone else just as easily.”

Hearing that, Arden quickly caught my wrist. “Who said I don’t want to?”

He lookedat me, his face serious.

“But Azalea, I need to say this clearly first. If you marry me, then there’s no such thing as divorce.”

He stepped on the gas, and Arden drove me straight to the city hall to get our marriage certificate.

After taking me to a hotel to clean up and change clothes, Arden helped me dry my hair, carefully but a bit awkwardly.

Not long after, a message from Amara suddenly showed up on my phone, followed by a live livestream link.

[Azalea, to be honest, when Adriel donated sperm last time, we didn’t go through the hospital at all. We did it right here on this boat, just like this!]

[And after I got pregnant, he couldn’t stay away from me anymore!]

My heart skipped a beat. My hands shook as I tapped the link.

On the screen, on the couple’s bed inside the villa, Adriel and Amara were wrapped around each other, completely unaware of anything else.

While gasping, Amara asked, “Between Azalea and me, who makes you feel better?”

Adriel frowned. “Why mention her at a moment like this?”

He changed positions eagerly. “But honestly, after all these years, I’ve gotten a little bored with her.”

“And you, I never thought that even though you usually act like such a tomboy, you could be this feminine. I’m starting to get hooked.”

All kinds of rude poses and dirty words kept coming. I forced myself to keep watching for a long time.

Until my fingers went cold and my mind became unusually calm and clear.

After leaving the livestream, I called one of my father’s friends and asked for the ten-million-dollar villa payment my father had paid earlier.

“Uncle, that villa has nothing to do with me anymore. As for the remaining money, you can go ask the current owner to cover it.”

Then I took out the marriage certificate I had just received with Arden, snapped a photo, and sent it to Adriel’s family group chat.

I also tagged Amara. [If you like garbage, I’ll hand it over to you. I’ve already registered my marriage with someone else. From now on, I won’t stand in the way of your two families being close.]