The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

“What kind of pictures?”

Chapter 218

Paul clicked on another trending topic titled “Arabella’s Scandalous Photos.”

The page was dotted with intimate photos of Arabella and Elijah. Even with the blur, they were too explicit for comfort.

The comments were mostly mocking him, saying he was willingly wearing the cuckold’s cap or calling him a doormat, implying that he was happy to clean up other people’s messes.

One comment, in particular, hit a nerve. “This Paul guy is nothing compared to Percival. Just look at the women they chose.”

“Percival’s fiancée, Vivienne, though not from a wealthy family, earned two Ph.D. degrees by the age of sixteen. She’s the genius hacker, Shadow Wolf, The Scent Maestro, and the internationally renowned fashion designer, Charles. Talk about talent!”

“Then take a look at Arabella. She has no talent except for the ability to cheat on her fiancé.”

Paul lifted his head and glared at Arabella.

It was all because of this woman!

She was the reason he became a laughingstock!

When Arabella heard the recording, her face turned pale. She had also seen the pictures of her and Elijah on Twitter.

She stared at the photos, trembling all over.

How could this be? Hadn’t Felix promised not to release these photos?

She didn’t know that Felix was dead.

“Paul Arabella tried to say something to calm Paul’s fury.

with you!” Paul stood up abruptly and stormed out of

who got recorded. If it were just

Paul laughed bitterly. Even without the recording, the exposure of those photos alone would have been enough to halt Arabella’s

would lose all face if

careful, none of this would have happened! You can’t break off the engagement!”

best option, and she didn’t want to

them into

Suddenly, someone snickered.

gaze followed the sound. He realized that everyone in the hall was looking at

distance between them, Paul felt Percival looking down on him, as if he were a

me alone!” Paul couldn’t take it anymore. He shook off

in her heels, stumbled and twisted her ankle. She fell into

sound of the shattering vase and Arabella’s

onto the shards, clutching her stomach in pain. She looked

She felt a sharp pain in her left cheek. She reached up, touched a

shocked. He hadn’t expected to push Arabella and end up disfiguring her.

Someone pointed at the red

Arabella clutched her stomach, feeling a warm flow from her body. She reached out to grab

At Pendleton Hospital.

the Brooks family arrived, Arabella had already

Calista, who

remove her uterus.” Calista replied nonchalantly, as if it were no big

sitting on the bench. “What the hell happened?”

mouth to explain but couldn’t find the

door opened, and a nurse stepped out. “The patient needs a blood transfusion urgently, but we’re low on AB blood. Do we have any

atone for his mistake.

reported that Arabella has