Chapter 69 “Furious Ethan ”

Fury coursed through my veins like fire, igniting every nerve ending as I paced the dimly lit hallway. Betty’s cold words cut deeper. How could she stand there, unflinching, and swear death upon our child without a second thought?

My heart raced, each beat a reminder of the life we had created, a life that now felt fragile and endangered. The thought of losing my child—of Betty even entertaining such a horrific notion—was a wound I couldn’t ignore. I felt sickened by her indifference, as if she had thrown away everything we built together.

“Ethan!”

I turned sharply at the sound of her voice. She approached, her face a mix of anger and determination, but all I felt was the storm brewing inside me. How could she come near me after what she had said?

“Don’t. Just don’t,” I snapped, cutting her off before she could say another word. “You have no idea what you’ve done.”

Her eyes widened, and for a moment, I could see the flicker of remorse. But it was quickly replaced by defiance, a look t