Dying? Perfect. Now Watch Me Expose Your 'Perfect' Life, Ex - Chapter 105: Chapter 105
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Elon never accompanied me to my monthly pregnancy check-ups.
I changed hospitals for the abortion, sitting by my grandfather’s bed, feeding him porridge.
Without Elon and the child, my only remaining family was my grandfather.
He noticed I wasn’t happy and cautiously asked if Elon and I had fought.
I smiled bitterly and shook my head, not saying anything.
Grandpa’s greatest wish was to see me happy before he passed. I couldn’t disappoint him again.
In the hospital restroom, someone bumped into me. My belly hit the sink, and pain shot through me.
Stacy, showing no remorse, ignored me. She leaned over me, dry heaving loudly.
Her form-fitting clothes intentionally revealed her slightly bulging belly.
"Sometimes, having a clingy husband is a hassle."
She stroked her stomach, glancing suggestively at Elon, who stood by the door holding her bag and pregnancy supplements.
She blocked me, making it look like I’d pushed her.
Stacy pretended to rub her belly, acting as if she were in severe pain.
Elon’s initial shock at seeing me vanished.
"Emma, you’re being paranoid. I’m just here with a colleague for her check-up."
He’d forgotten my appointment but stayed the whole time with his "colleague."
I checked Stacy’s latest post—a photo of a familiar hand with a wedding ring resting on her belly.
Beside it was used pregnancy oil and an invitation to their engagement party.
Elon still hadn’t chosen to tell me that he was going to marry someone else.
I didn’t want to argue or explain anymore. For once, I felt calm.
I simply watched them leave, then sent Stacy a message.
[Interested in making a deal?]
[I’ll give Elon to you, you help me leave, and I bet he will choose you.]
[You don’t want your secret to be discovered by him, do you?]
I changed hospitals for the abortion, sitting by my grandfather’s bed, feeding him porridge.
Without Elon and the child, my only remaining family was my grandfather.
He noticed I wasn’t happy and cautiously asked if Elon and I had fought.
I smiled bitterly and shook my head, not saying anything.
Grandpa’s greatest wish was to see me happy before he passed. I couldn’t disappoint him again.
In the hospital restroom, someone bumped into me. My belly hit the sink, and pain shot through me.
Stacy, showing no remorse, ignored me. She leaned over me, dry heaving loudly.
Her form-fitting clothes intentionally revealed her slightly bulging belly.
"Sometimes, having a clingy husband is a hassle."
She stroked her stomach, glancing suggestively at Elon, who stood by the door holding her bag and pregnancy supplements.
She blocked me, making it look like I’d pushed her.
Stacy pretended to rub her belly, acting as if she were in severe pain.
Elon’s initial shock at seeing me vanished.
"Emma, you’re being paranoid. I’m just here with a colleague for her check-up."
He’d forgotten my appointment but stayed the whole time with his "colleague."
I checked Stacy’s latest post—a photo of a familiar hand with a wedding ring resting on her belly.
Beside it was used pregnancy oil and an invitation to their engagement party.
Elon still hadn’t chosen to tell me that he was going to marry someone else.
I didn’t want to argue or explain anymore. For once, I felt calm.
I simply watched them leave, then sent Stacy a message.
[Interested in making a deal?]
[I’ll give Elon to you, you help me leave, and I bet he will choose you.]
[You don’t want your secret to be discovered by him, do you?]
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