Loved You Once But He's My Forever

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When I regained consciousness, I found myself on the operating table. The doctor, with an emotionless tone, informed me, "The baby didn't make it. We'll need to perform a curettage. Ms. Sander, prepare yourself." After the procedure, I called Luke, but he told me he was occupied with a critical deal. Despite feeling utterly defeated, I insisted on seeing him.

When he stormed into the hospital, his expression showed no concern, only contempt. "Chloe, how long are you going to keep this up?"

I choked back the the words I I had wanted to say that we had lost our child.

I looked at his still-handsome face, now marred by disdain rather than tenderness.

"What are you staring at? Is this what you call a procedure? What exactly did you do?"

The pain in my lower abdomen felt as though a knife was twisting inside me. I was in sheer agony.

Confronted by his accusations, I recalled Anna's words.

The greatest sorrow is when a heart turns to stone. I couldn't bear to explain anymore.

All I felt was a a burning rage.

had I already suggested

off our engagement. His choice of who to be with was his alone, and I couldn't interfere.

He had told me to stay to end things with Anna.

If I had withdrawn back then, I wouldn't have ended up pregnant.

hurt me, but why involve

gripped the sheets

my pale face and the sweat on my brow, he finally recognized that

In the past, I

argued, but now all I could focus on was

I done to deserve this torment from him and

have

It was true that

love comes sorrow, and from

vengeful spirit, determined to make them pay dearly

in a private hospital owned by the Sanders. Anna, judging by how brazenly confident she was, must have arranged

would likely have fabricated "evidence"

could uncover the truth. But at this moment, he only cared about

knew he wouldn't dig deeper and only listened to her one-sided version, which gave her the confidence to repeatedly harm

too familiar with her

I

determined

satisfaction.

that Anna was behind all this, trying to force me to step

I wouldn't give her

that

my grief and kept the truth about the baby

weapon. My miscarriage would only have the