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

grabbed his arm. “This isn’t my fault! You were the one who got recorded. If it were just the photos, no one

recording, the exposure of those photos alone would have been enough to halt Arabella’s entry

knew the child wasn’t his, he would lose

your fault!” Arabella argued defiantly. “If you had been careful, none of this would have happened! You can’t break

was her best option, and she didn’t want to give up.

carried them into

Suddenly, someone snickered.

followed the sound. He realized that everyone in the hall was looking at him with strange

looking down on him, as if

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

her heels, stumbled and twisted her ankle. She fell

the shattering vase and Arabella’s

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

face!” She felt a sharp pain in her left cheek. She reached up, touched a bloody wound, and

expected to push Arabella and end up disfiguring

bleeding!” Someone pointed at the red stain spreading under Arabella’s dress.

warm flow from her

At Pendleton Hospital.

Arabella had already been taken into

Arabella?” Judith asked Dr. Calista, who was standing outside the emergency room.

her uterus.” Calista replied nonchalantly, as if it

on the bench. “What

explain but couldn’t find

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

an AB blood type!” Paul jumped up, eager to atone for his mistake. He

it reported that Arabella has an O blood