The video shifted scenes—from home to the car, from the countryside to the office.
Below was Sabrina’s smug voice message:
“Hannah, do you think Ethan was just drunk and confused?”
“Ethan said my child with him is the best, the only one worthy to be the Graham heir. You’re just a pitiful, unwanted stray.”
“He’s with our son and me right now, inseparable. Want to come and get pointers?”
I calmly dialed Ethan’s number. After rough breathing on the other end, I heard his flustered voice:
“Wife, the chicken soup is almost done. Twenty more minutes. Wait for me a little longer, I’ll be right there.”
I felt my limbs go numb and stiff, but I still forced myself to throw off the covers and head toward the top-tier VIP ward on the third floor.
The entrance to the top-tier VIP ward was covered in pure white carpet. I slowly approached the door, and a wave of warm air washed over me.
Along with Sabrina’s furious voice,
“Ethan, have you fallen for Hannah? You swore you’d love only me forever, you heartless man!”
Ethan soothed her softly,
“Sweetie, drink the chicken soup. Of course, I love you, or else why would I let you give birth to a son and carry on the Graham family line?”
Sabrina angrily sipped the chicken soup from her lips, “Then what about Hannah?”
Ethan’s voice turned cold at once, “She’s just a helpless orphan. I only pitied her.”
“Back then, when you went abroad, I was depressed and attempted suicide. She stayed by my side with everything she had, and I was moved and married her.”
“If I hadn’t given her so many birth control pills at the start, she wouldn’t be struggling to conceive now.”
I rested a hand on my empty belly. My parents’ marriage was a transaction; my in-laws’ scorn was unbearable. Ethan’s lies were the final straw, crushing the last of my restraint.
My only light went completely dark.
I pushed the door open, tears pouring down my face, staring at the chicken soup in his hand.
“Ethan, I don’t want the candy you gave me anymore. I’m giving it back.”
I stepped back slowly, and Ethan’s face instantly turned ghostly pale. He sensed something and stammered,
“Hannah, let me explain…”
As he got up and lunged toward me, I flipped over the railing, dropping like a bird with broken wings.
With a heavy thud.
I saw Ethan leaning half over the railing, his eyes filled with shattered horror.
