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Cila couldn't contain her excitement as she stepped into the hospital. After all the waiting and wondering, she finally took the blood pregnancy test. And when the results matched her home test, confirming that she was indeed pregnant, her heart swelled with satisfaction. The moment had arrived—she was carrying Ethan’s child. That evening, she waited eagerly for him to return from work, the anticipation buzzing inside her like a live wire. When Laura and Ethan walked through the door, Cila could barely hold herself back, excitement brimming in her eyes. She handed them the pregnancy test results, watching closely for their reactions. Laura’s eyes welled up the moment she saw the result. Tears streamed down her face as she hugged Cila tightly, her voice cracking with emotion. “Thank you… thank you so much, Cila. You’ve given us the greatest gift.” Ethan was no less thrilled. He scooped Laura into his arms, kissing her passionately before twirling her around the living room. His j

Laura stared at Cila for what felt like an eternity, her eyes searching for any hint of the friend she once knew. She was trembling with a mix of disbelief and sadness. Finally, she whispered, "Okay, Cila, I’ll go. But remember this—today, you kicked your best friend out of her own husband’s house. I hope you can live with that for the rest of your life."Cila kept her face turned away, unable to meet Laura’s gaze. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, but her expression remained hardened. She knew Laura was vulnerable, emotional, always driven by her heart rather than reason. But for Cila, this was about survival—about securing a future for herself and her unborn child. Pity was a luxury she couldn’t afford. She had to protect herself, and in her mind, she was doing exactly that. Ethan, stunned and unable to comprehend what was happening, grabbed Laura’s shoulders and shook her, his voice thick with desperation. "What are you saying, Laura? You told me you couldn’t live with

Ethan opened the front door slowly, his footsteps heavy with anger and regret. He saw Cila lounging on the couch, her eyes lighting up at the sight of him. She sprang up and rushed toward him, wrapping her arms around his waist from behind. "Junior Ethan and I really missed you," she said softly, a coy smile tugging at her lips. She hoped invoking their child would soften his heart. But instead of warmth, Ethan turned on her with ice in his veins. His hand shot out, wrapping around her neck with surprising force. His eyes burned with fury as he hissed, "I’ll kill you with my bare hands if it means getting you out of my way. You’ve already taken enough from me." Cila’s eyes widened in fear. She struggled to speak, her hands clawing at his wrist. "E-Ethan," she gasped, her voice barely a whisper. "Think of the child. Please." But Ethan’s grip only tightened, his face twisted with rage. Desperation surged through her. "Laura!" she choked out. "Laura will never forgive you if you kil

The call girl giggled softly, her eyes glinting with amusement. "I could say the same about you," she teased. Inside her room, Cila opened the door just enough to watch them leave, without realizing she had been seen. Her heart sunk deeper with every step Ethan took beside the other woman. She flinched when she heard Ethan’s words echo in her mind—"You’re the sweetest girl I’ve ever tasted, apart from Laura." How could he say that, after everything? He had once told her something similar —that he enjoyed being with her. Now, hearing him speak those words to another woman, right in front of her, cut deeper than she could have imagined. Cila collapsed onto the floor, a knot of pain twisting inside her, not knowing what to do anymore. --- Laura sat in her living room, feeling very sad. Her knees were drawn up to her chest as tears slid down her cheeks. She couldn't stop thinking about Ethan—about the life they once shared. He had been everything she ever dreamed of in a husba

In the morning, Ethan woke Cila up from his bed and calmly asked her to leave his bedroom and stay away from it. As she walked out of the room, she stood by the door, staring at Ethan who was watching her leave. She wished she could turn back the hands of time. If she hadn’t tried to take Laura’s place and planned for Laura to catch them in the act, Ethan would still be meeting her behind Laura’s back. She wouldn’t feel so alone. She would still have him—if only she hadn’t been so greedy for more. She had no clue Ethan was secretly seeing Laura again. He came home early, spent most of his free time with her. Little did she know, Ethan had been stealing moments with Laura during their lunch breaks, meeting at the small apartment he had rented temporarily for her. The joy of those stolen hours made time fly for them, but each day weighed heavier on Ethan’s heart. He kept counting down the days, marking them on his calendar, waiting for the moment he could bring Laura back home