All Chapters of The Stars No Longer Shine for You: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Ethan Quinn and I went from college sweethearts to husband and wife. But after ten years of marriage, we still hadn't been able to have a child.On our fifth anniversary, he held me while crying, saying he wanted a child—a symbol of our love.He said it would be better if it were a daughter because she would look like me—sweet and adorable.I was swept up in his longing and started taking fertility supplements, trying every folk remedy, and enduring his parents' endless interference.After all those painful struggles, I found out that Ethan had a hereditary condition.Out of love, I started the journey of in vitro fertilization. It was grueling. I went through at least ten rounds before finally succeeding twice.The first embryo lasted less than half a month before I lost it. The second one came when I was already on the verge of giving up.We were both anxious about this pregnancy. I was so anxious that I quit my job, endured the nausea, and forced down the awful tonics his

I walked straight out. I had intended to return to my hospital room, but Ethan grabbed me and pulled me away.He opened the passenger door, and the moment I leaned in, a nauseating stench hit me.The car was part of their game. Scattered across the seats were remnants of last night's debauchery—a pair of pink lace panties hanging off the seat, black stockings torn apart and stained with questionable fluids. It was evident how wild things had gotten."Ugh—" I gagged and turned away, unable to hold back the nausea. Ethan hurriedly gathered up the mess."Baby, listen to me. I lent my car to Brandon yesterday. This must be him and his wife. I swear—" He hastily explained. "This is too much. I'm calling him right now—""No need," I interrupted, waving a hand dismissively. Ethan hesitated, looking at me with uncertainty.I understood his confusion. In the past, I would have thrown a fit, refusing to let it go. But now, I simply didn't care anymore.I raised my hand to hail a cab, but

The nurse's scolding left Ethan frozen in place. His eyes were locked onto my stomach, his gaze turning red-rimmed."How could this happen?" His voice was hoarse. "Everything was fine last night. It was just a minor earthquake. How could the baby be gone? Honey, you're lying to me, aren't you?"Even as he stared at my flattened abdomen, he clung to his delusion.I wished—desperately wished—that I was lying.The nurse, hearing his words, suddenly realized something. Her expression turned to one of pure disdain as she sneered at him. "Oh, right. Just a level-three earthquake. "Everyone else just had a scare, but conveniently, this lady's husband and child are both dead. What a coincidence, don't you think?"Ethan's face turned deathly pale.Ignoring him, the nurse turned to me and gave instructions. "You're just weak right now. You'll experience some bleeding, but treat it like a heavy period. Most importantly, don't catch a cold. "You're still young. If you want another child,

I walked downstairs, and the moment Chloe saw me, her eyes lit up like a predator spotting prey."Finally, you show yourself! Did you think hiding would solve anything?"I let out a cold laugh. "I wasn't hiding. Have you ever seen someone check into a hospital for fun? Cut the drama—no one needs all those details."Chloe's face flushed red with anger. "You did this on purpose! You knew I was pregnant, and you're using these tricks to keep Ethan from contacting me! You're truly despicable. He loves me! You can't stop us!"I couldn't help but chuckle. "I've been in the hospital this whole time and haven't seen Ethan once. He's a grown man with working limbs—if he truly loved you, why hasn't he come to find you? You went through all this effort to track me down—did you think he was here with me?"Her face twisted with resentment. Clearly, I had hit a nerve."I already gave him the divorce papers. He's the one refusing to sign. If you see him, tell him to stop wasting my time. This m

James and I scheduled our wedding on the anniversary of the day we met.On the wedding day, I felt like an outsider, with nothing to worry about—James had taken care of everything.I sat in the dressing room, fully made up, looking my best.Soon, friends and family arrived to exchange greetings and take pictures.Through the small opening in the large door, I saw a familiar figure pass by—it was Ethan.He merely gave me a relieved smile before turning and leaving. He never showed up again for the rest of the ceremony. I knew then that he had finally let go.The wedding was grand and extravagant, hailed by the media as the Wedding of the Century. Afterward, James and I traveled to Frostholm, a destination I had always longed to visit.Not long after returning, I discovered I was pregnant.At first, I was overwhelmed with anxiety—memories of my past miscarriage haunted me. I had nightmares of losing my baby, of blood staining my hands.James quickly sensed that something was w