Chapter 6 Expose Their Affair at Our Wedding Reception

• When I regained consciousness, I found myself on the operating table. The doctor, with an emotionless tone, informed me, "The baby didn't make it. We'll need to perform a curettage. Ms. Sander, prepare yourself."
• After the procedure, I called Luke, but he told me he was occupied with a critical deal.
• Despite feeling utterly defeated, I insisted on seeing him.
• When he stormed into the hospital, his expression showed no concern, only contempt. "Chloe, how long are you going to keep this up?"
• I choked back the words I had wanted to say—that we had lost our child.
• I looked at his still-handsome face, now marred by disdain rather than tenderness.
• "What are you staring at? Is this what you call a procedure? What exactly did you do?"
• The pain in my lower abdomen felt as though a knife was twisting inside me. I was in sheer agony.
• Confronted by his accusations, I recalled Anna's words.
• The greatest sorrow is when a heart turns to stone. I couldn't bear to explain anymore.
• All I felt was a burning rage.
• I had already suggested breaking off our engagement. His choice of who to be with was his alone, and I couldn't interfere.
• He had told me to stay, promising to end things with Anna.
• If I had withdrawn back then, I wouldn't have ended up pregnant.
• He could hurt me, but why involve an innocent child?
• I gripped the sheets tightly, tears streaming uncontrollably.
• Seeing my pale face and the sweat on my brow, he finally recognized that something was terribly wrong.
• "Chloe, are you sick? What's wrong?"
• In the past, I might have argued, but now all I could focus on was my overwhelming anger.
• What had I done to deserve this torment from him and Anna?
• Why did that innocent child have to suffer because of their deceit?
• It was true that from love comes sorrow, and from love comes fear.
• Now, I was like a vengeful spirit, determined to make them pay dearly for the child they had taken from me.
• I was in a private hospital owned by the Sanders. Anna, judging by how brazenly confident she was, must have arranged everything in advance.
• Even if I revealed the truth, she would likely have fabricated "evidence" to discredit me.
• If Luke were inclined to believe me, he could uncover the truth. But at this moment, he only cared about Anna.
• Anna knew he wouldn't dig deeper and only listened to her one-sided version, which gave her the confidence to repeatedly harm me.
• I was all too familiar with her tactics.
• This time, I was determined not to be naïve.
• I knew that Anna was behind all this, trying to force me to step away from the engagement so she could legally take my place.
• I wouldn't give her that satisfaction.
• I stifled my grief and kept the truth about the baby hidden.
• This was my secret weapon. My miscarriage would only have the impact it deserved after Anna's true colors were revealed.
• Otherwise, it would follow the same pattern as always: Anna manipulating the situation, diminishing a major issue to something trivial, and then letting it slowly fade away.
• Seeing my constant tears, Luke started to show signs of concern.
• "Stop crying. Is it because I haven't been around lately? I've been tied up with a major project."
• Despite his obsession with Anna, he seemed unable to completely let go of our shared past.
• "Luke, I had a dream that you no longer loved me. I'm really scared."
• "Don't be ridiculous. How could I ever stop loving you?"
• Anna had anticipated that I would seize this moment to create a dramatic scene, believing our marriage was on the brink of collapse.
• She had timed her visit perfectly, expecting to catch a heated confrontation between me and Luke. Instead, she was met with us in a heartfelt embrace, leaving her face pale with shock.
• From that moment on, I became resolute. I set out to collect evidence of Luke and Anna's affair.
• Although Anna used various schemes, the closest she came was kissing Luke. He had not fully betrayed me, but that was enough for her to taunt me.
• She would send me provocative photos and chat messages, only to later retract them.
• What she didn't realize was that I had saved every single screenshot and recording.
• I was gearing up for a dramatic revelation, ready to expose their affair at our wedding reception.