Not the billionaire ex suing his broke dying girl-make it make sense - Chapter 14

Chapter 4 Back home, I walked straight to the nursery. Six white cribs stood in perfect rows, each one holding clothes I'd sewn by hand. Countless sleepless nights, every stitch threaded with hope for the future. Now... none of it mattered, Night fell. For once, Eden came home on time. "Some friends and I are doing a camping trip upstate. Want to come?" He asked casually, eyes glued to his phone screen. I noticed his thumb scrolling rapidly-replying to someone. I stirred the congee in my bowl, masking the coldness in my eyes.

"How long will you be gone?" "Three days, two nights." I set down my spoon gently, lips curving into a perfect smile. "I'm pregnant, not convenient to go out. I should stay home and rest. You guys have fun." Eden seemed relieved. He walked over and ruffled my hair. "You've been working too hard. Get some rest." His palm was warm and dry. This gesture used to bring me comfort. Now it only made my stomach churn. The next evening, Eden left with his luggage. atam instructing the butler to report my condition to him daily. At the door, he suddenly stopped at the doorway and turned to look at me.

The complexity in his gaze made my chest tighten. For one moment, I almost thought he'd seen through my plan. "Nimue," his voice dropped low, "call me if anything comes up." I stood at the floor-to-ceiling window, watching his car disappear into the dusk. My phone buzzed-an automated hospital reminder: "Surgery scheduled for 9 AM tomorrow. Please prepare and remember a family member must accompany you." I typed back immediately: "I'll sign the consent forms myself. I'll be there on time." After a long pause, the reply came: "Ms. Rovella, sextuplet abortion carries extreme risks.

We must have a legal guardian's signature." I stared at the screen, fingers hovering over the keyboard. "My husband is overseas on business. My parents don't live here. I voluntarily assume all risks." After tomorrow, everything ends. Soon, my feed was flooded with photos from Eden's friends. The guys were having a blast. But the most painful image-Eden standing in the corner, arms wrapped around Verna, the two of them nuzzling like lovers in the honeymoon phase. Late that night, Verna posted a video to her feed. They were sitting together, laughing after a night of drinks and food.

Suddenly, a burst of suggestive laughter. Someone shouted: "Eden's a genius! Gets his wife to play blood bank willingly and gets the girl of his dreams!" 172-50% Chapter 4 "Right?!" Another voice chimed in. "Free surrogacy without spending a dime! This sneaky trick is fucking brilliant!" Eden didn't deny it. Just raised his glass, that smug smile curling at his lips. I gripped my phone until my knuckles turned white. Everyone knew... except me.