The air suddenly grew heavy. Alfie paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on Alice. He spoke slowly, each word deliberate, as if carving them into stone."I checked every hospital in this city over the past few days, including private clinics and maternity centers. I couldn't find a single record of Alice Roth undergoing regular prenatal checkups." He stopped for a breath before continuing. "Moreover, I have evidence here." He raised a folder. "These are surveillance photos showing Alice frequently entering bars late at night. In the most recent one, it was the night before she came to our hospital for a prenatal exam."It was only then that I realized how much Alfie had done behind the scenes.Nigel's face turned ghostly pale. His hand trembled as he released Alice's arm and whispered urgently, "Alice, let it go.""Let it go?!" Alice erupted, her voice slicing through the silence. She pointed at Nigel, tears streaming down her face."You're just le
The floating comments in my mind didn't stop.[See? Now she even has to be their delivery girl.][When will Camille figure it out? That she's just part of Nigel and Alice's little game?]I shook my head hard, convinced it was just my imagination, but the words kept coming.[Camille would do anything to win Nigel over. You don't even need to guess.][Camille climbed into his bed back then—this is just karma catching up to her.][Wake up, Camille! Nigel never loved you.][And yet, Camille's still dumb enough to think confessing she's the hospital director's daughter will somehow fix things!]It wasn't my imagination. The words were there, and their weight pressed down on me, leaving me dazed and speechless.I had been married to Nigel Park for only a year. He wasn't romantic, but he was thoughtful—at least, I thought so.He avoided company events if women were present, just to keep me at ease. He never lost his temper with me, and he even remembered the exact dates of my period
I opened my eyes the next morning and took a deep breath. Carefully, I applied my makeup. The comments floating around me whispered that the 'supporting female lead' was finally turning dark, but in truth, I just didn't want to live so pathetically anymore.When I stepped into the living room, I realized Nigel spent the night on the sofa. Alice was in the kitchen, making breakfast for him.Seeing me, Alice's eyes widened in feigned surprise. "Camille, you're all dressed up today. Do you have plans? Looks like you slept well last night."Nigel cleared his throat but didn't look at me, not even once.Alice pointed toward the anniversary cake I had made the night before. A corner of it was missing. "Oh, right. Sorry about that. I bumped into it last night without noticing."I picked up the cake and tossed it into the trash. "It's stale now. Not worth keeping."That was when Nigel finally looked at me and said, "It's just an anniversary. We can celebrate it any day. Why make such a
My response seemed to freeze the comments for a moment. Then, multiple messages appeared all at once.[???????][The villainess is pregnant??? And she's actually choosing to terminate it?!!!][Has Camille finally come to her senses? Is she leaving Nigel?][Is Camille finally stepping aside for the heroine???][Wait, why do I suddenly feel sorry for Camille?]Penny looked at me, startled, but in the end, she didn't try to persuade me further. Instead, she brought me the surgical consent form as I requested.An hour later, I woke up in the hospital bed. Penny handed me my phone. "Nigel kept calling you. Maybe he wants to apologize. You should at least listen to what he has to say."I put the call on speaker. The first thing Nigel said was, "Camille, is your phone just for decoration? Stop this nonsense and come back home. Alice feels so guilty because of you that she hasn't been sleeping well. Hurry back and apologize to her!"When I didn't respond, his voice turned impatient. "
Nigel stared at the divorce papers on the table, is brows furrowed. "Just because I took in my pregnant cousin who had nowhere to go, you're making a fuss about this?"I was done pretending. My voice sharpened with sarcasm. "Cousin? So the child you two are having isn't out of incest?"Nigel probably hadn't expected me to find out so quickly. He hesitated, unwilling to admit it, but I pressed on. "I'm no fool, and I'm not here to play stepmother." With that, I turned and walked straight into the bedroom. I gathered my belongings. It took less than half an hour to pack, yet my chest felt as if a stone was pressing against it, heavy and bitter. The weight made it hard to breathe.My phone rang just then. It was Alfie Harris, an ex-colleague. He sounded anxious. "Camille, I heard what happened. Are you okay?"The comments section burst to life.[Is the second male lead about to take the stage?][He's so worried! When is he going to confess he's been in love with her all along?]I
The comments erupted with indignation. [Why?! What's wrong with this guy?!][He doesn't love her, yet he won't agree to a divorce! How greedy can he be?][What a fucking good slap! That felt satisfying!]The slap echoed crisply through the hallway. Nigel stood frozen, clutching his cheek, disbelief written all over his face. Alice seized the moment to let out a dramatic scream. "Nigel, are you okay?!"Snapping back to his senses, Nigel grabbed my wrist. His lips trembled as he spoke. "Camille, where have you been these past few days? I was only accompanying Alice for a prenatal checkup. It doesn't mean anything."The comments took my side immediately. [Nigel is downright disgusting! Cheating and playing innocent?!][And that pretentious Alice should just get lost! She's so annoying!]"Nigel..." Alice tugged at his sleeve, tears streaming down her face, making her look pitiful. "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have broken up with you or left in a fit of anger. I've regret
The silence inside Alfie's car was suffocating, broken only by the steady hum of the air conditioning. Trying to break the tension, I spoke first. "Alfie, thank you for today."He turned slightly, casting a brief glance in my direction. His voice, though calm, carried a trace of softness that was hard to miss. "Have you ever thought about coming back to the hospital?"His question caught me off guard, pulling me back to the past. When I married Nigel, quitting my job had never crossed my mind. I loved my work and cared deeply for my patients. But Nigel had always insisted he couldn't bear to see me exhausted, promising he'd take care of me and give me a comfortable life. Blinded by his sweet words, I abandoned my career and became a full-time housewife. My father had been furious, and we hadn't spoken since. Now, perhaps it was time to reconsider everything.A few days later, Nigel called me from an unfamiliar number. "Camille, let's talk about the divorce. Can you come home
The moment I stepped back into the hospital and slipped on my white coat, I felt alive again.I resumed my work as an obstetrician, doing what I loved—welcoming new lives into the world and witnessing the quiet miracles of existence. It gave my days a sense of purpose, a rhythm I had almost forgotten.Two months later, Alice appeared before me once more. Her belly was big and round, heavy with pregnancy. Behind her stood Nigel, his face clouded with gloom. The sight of me seemed to catch him off guard; his expression darkened a shade deeper.Alice, on the other hand, carried herself with ease, even with a hint of provocation. "Camille, long time no see. I didn't expect to run into you here. The baby's almost due—I was thinking, would you be the godmother? Surely, you wouldn't refuse?"I offered her a tight smile. "Miss Roth, you must be joking. We're hardly acquainted."Feigning hurt, she stroked her belly. "Camille, are you still angry with me? I know I was wrong before, but the
The air suddenly grew heavy. Alfie paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally settling on Alice. He spoke slowly, each word deliberate, as if carving them into stone."I checked every hospital in this city over the past few days, including private clinics and maternity centers. I couldn't find a single record of Alice Roth undergoing regular prenatal checkups." He stopped for a breath before continuing. "Moreover, I have evidence here." He raised a folder. "These are surveillance photos showing Alice frequently entering bars late at night. In the most recent one, it was the night before she came to our hospital for a prenatal exam."It was only then that I realized how much Alfie had done behind the scenes.Nigel's face turned ghostly pale. His hand trembled as he released Alice's arm and whispered urgently, "Alice, let it go.""Let it go?!" Alice erupted, her voice slicing through the silence. She pointed at Nigel, tears streaming down her face."You're just le
This scene quickly found its way onto social media, uploaded by someone eager to fan the flames. Netizens who knew nothing of the truth flocked to the comments, condemning me as vicious and heartless. Accusations piled up like debris swept ashore.[She used her position to take revenge on the mistress! Shouldn't the hospital explain this?][As hateful as mistresses are, the baby was already formed! This is murder!]Even the comments in my head boiled over with frustration.[Looks like Camille can't avoid being a scapegoat.][Why doesn't she just ask Alfie for help? It's so nerve-wracking!][Don't worry. Even if she doesn't ask, that lovesick puppy will show up!]I wanted to leave things be, trusting the truth would prevail, but reality didn't grant me such peace. As the online firestorm grew, real-life attacks began closing in.That evening, after finishing my last surgery, I stepped out of the hospital only to be hit by the rotten stench of an egg splattering against me.
The moment I stepped back into the hospital and slipped on my white coat, I felt alive again.I resumed my work as an obstetrician, doing what I loved—welcoming new lives into the world and witnessing the quiet miracles of existence. It gave my days a sense of purpose, a rhythm I had almost forgotten.Two months later, Alice appeared before me once more. Her belly was big and round, heavy with pregnancy. Behind her stood Nigel, his face clouded with gloom. The sight of me seemed to catch him off guard; his expression darkened a shade deeper.Alice, on the other hand, carried herself with ease, even with a hint of provocation. "Camille, long time no see. I didn't expect to run into you here. The baby's almost due—I was thinking, would you be the godmother? Surely, you wouldn't refuse?"I offered her a tight smile. "Miss Roth, you must be joking. We're hardly acquainted."Feigning hurt, she stroked her belly. "Camille, are you still angry with me? I know I was wrong before, but the
The silence inside Alfie's car was suffocating, broken only by the steady hum of the air conditioning. Trying to break the tension, I spoke first. "Alfie, thank you for today."He turned slightly, casting a brief glance in my direction. His voice, though calm, carried a trace of softness that was hard to miss. "Have you ever thought about coming back to the hospital?"His question caught me off guard, pulling me back to the past. When I married Nigel, quitting my job had never crossed my mind. I loved my work and cared deeply for my patients. But Nigel had always insisted he couldn't bear to see me exhausted, promising he'd take care of me and give me a comfortable life. Blinded by his sweet words, I abandoned my career and became a full-time housewife. My father had been furious, and we hadn't spoken since. Now, perhaps it was time to reconsider everything.A few days later, Nigel called me from an unfamiliar number. "Camille, let's talk about the divorce. Can you come home
The comments erupted with indignation. [Why?! What's wrong with this guy?!][He doesn't love her, yet he won't agree to a divorce! How greedy can he be?][What a fucking good slap! That felt satisfying!]The slap echoed crisply through the hallway. Nigel stood frozen, clutching his cheek, disbelief written all over his face. Alice seized the moment to let out a dramatic scream. "Nigel, are you okay?!"Snapping back to his senses, Nigel grabbed my wrist. His lips trembled as he spoke. "Camille, where have you been these past few days? I was only accompanying Alice for a prenatal checkup. It doesn't mean anything."The comments took my side immediately. [Nigel is downright disgusting! Cheating and playing innocent?!][And that pretentious Alice should just get lost! She's so annoying!]"Nigel..." Alice tugged at his sleeve, tears streaming down her face, making her look pitiful. "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have broken up with you or left in a fit of anger. I've regret
Nigel stared at the divorce papers on the table, is brows furrowed. "Just because I took in my pregnant cousin who had nowhere to go, you're making a fuss about this?"I was done pretending. My voice sharpened with sarcasm. "Cousin? So the child you two are having isn't out of incest?"Nigel probably hadn't expected me to find out so quickly. He hesitated, unwilling to admit it, but I pressed on. "I'm no fool, and I'm not here to play stepmother." With that, I turned and walked straight into the bedroom. I gathered my belongings. It took less than half an hour to pack, yet my chest felt as if a stone was pressing against it, heavy and bitter. The weight made it hard to breathe.My phone rang just then. It was Alfie Harris, an ex-colleague. He sounded anxious. "Camille, I heard what happened. Are you okay?"The comments section burst to life.[Is the second male lead about to take the stage?][He's so worried! When is he going to confess he's been in love with her all along?]I
My response seemed to freeze the comments for a moment. Then, multiple messages appeared all at once.[???????][The villainess is pregnant??? And she's actually choosing to terminate it?!!!][Has Camille finally come to her senses? Is she leaving Nigel?][Is Camille finally stepping aside for the heroine???][Wait, why do I suddenly feel sorry for Camille?]Penny looked at me, startled, but in the end, she didn't try to persuade me further. Instead, she brought me the surgical consent form as I requested.An hour later, I woke up in the hospital bed. Penny handed me my phone. "Nigel kept calling you. Maybe he wants to apologize. You should at least listen to what he has to say."I put the call on speaker. The first thing Nigel said was, "Camille, is your phone just for decoration? Stop this nonsense and come back home. Alice feels so guilty because of you that she hasn't been sleeping well. Hurry back and apologize to her!"When I didn't respond, his voice turned impatient. "
I opened my eyes the next morning and took a deep breath. Carefully, I applied my makeup. The comments floating around me whispered that the 'supporting female lead' was finally turning dark, but in truth, I just didn't want to live so pathetically anymore.When I stepped into the living room, I realized Nigel spent the night on the sofa. Alice was in the kitchen, making breakfast for him.Seeing me, Alice's eyes widened in feigned surprise. "Camille, you're all dressed up today. Do you have plans? Looks like you slept well last night."Nigel cleared his throat but didn't look at me, not even once.Alice pointed toward the anniversary cake I had made the night before. A corner of it was missing. "Oh, right. Sorry about that. I bumped into it last night without noticing."I picked up the cake and tossed it into the trash. "It's stale now. Not worth keeping."That was when Nigel finally looked at me and said, "It's just an anniversary. We can celebrate it any day. Why make such a
The floating comments in my mind didn't stop.[See? Now she even has to be their delivery girl.][When will Camille figure it out? That she's just part of Nigel and Alice's little game?]I shook my head hard, convinced it was just my imagination, but the words kept coming.[Camille would do anything to win Nigel over. You don't even need to guess.][Camille climbed into his bed back then—this is just karma catching up to her.][Wake up, Camille! Nigel never loved you.][And yet, Camille's still dumb enough to think confessing she's the hospital director's daughter will somehow fix things!]It wasn't my imagination. The words were there, and their weight pressed down on me, leaving me dazed and speechless.I had been married to Nigel Park for only a year. He wasn't romantic, but he was thoughtful—at least, I thought so.He avoided company events if women were present, just to keep me at ease. He never lost his temper with me, and he even remembered the exact dates of my period