Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 50 Let's Get a Divorce!

Before coming here, I prepped myself for anything. Since I was here, no point in avoiding it.

Trusting my gut, I knocked on the door to the left. The woman who answered was Sophie Hill, the same one I saw with Ethan yesterday.

"Who are you looking for?" she asked, sounding as innocent as she looked.

Seeing her big belly, I realized she must've known Ethan longer than I had. If we were talking about who came first, I was the one who shouldn't be here.

So, I had no right to show my pain or anger in front of Sophie, nor to question anything. I just wanted the truth.

"Hi, I'm Mr. Windsor's assistant. He asked me to come talk to you because I have experience with childbirth."

Sophie looked surprised. "Which Mr. Windsor?"

I was taken aback. 'How many Mr. Windsors could there be?'

"It's Ethan!" I was sure I hadn't mistaken her for someone else since I saw her at the hospital.

"Ethy?" Sophie suddenly got it, and her frown disappeared.

That "Ethy" sounded just like the one on the phone that day. So, I guessed this pregnant woman was why he left in the pouring rain that night.

"Please come in." She smiled politely and stepped aside.

Inside, I immediately saw the bag on the sofa, the same one Ethan had brought from the maternity store.

Sophie went to pour some water, and as I sat on the sofa, I noticed a few cigarette butts in the ashtray. They were Ethan's brand. I thought he should quit smoking.

Looking around, I saw the place wasn't much different from my old house. 'Does Ethan have a thing for helping the poor?'

Then I saw a school uniform hanging on the balcony. Judging by its size, it was about the same height as Sophie. 'Could she still be a student?' This thought made me uneasy. 'Ethan wants to fulfill his grandfather's wish but doesn't marry Sophie, who's pregnant with his child. Is it because she's still young?'

She placed a glass of water in front of me and sat on the other sofa. "Have some water."

"Thanks," I said.

"Why didn't you come with Ethy? He just left," Sophie asked with a simple smile, completely believing I was Ethan's assistant.

Facing such an innocent girl, I felt that asking more questions would seem pushy. "We were supposed to come together, but I had something to handle earlier, and Mr. Windsor is very busy, so we missed each other," I said, keeping it vague. Sophie nodded. "Ethy is a very busy person." She seemed understanding.

matter how busy he is, he still makes time

very good person," Sophie smiled, showing

'If she knew Ethan was married, would she still think he's a good person?' "How

smiled shyly. "I just

felt a bit of

here to talk about pregnancy experiences, I

was five months pregnant, but I had lived

like a student in a lecture, trying hard to be a

word. Having been pregnant myself, I

a proper status? Your child will want a father too," I asked

head sadly, her hands nervously intertwined, tears welling

I want it, but I know I can never have it," she said,

rang. I knew that ringtone too well; it was Ethan's phone. Sophie moved a cushion aside, revealing

answered it and said, "Ethy, you

make a special trip. Your assistant is here; I'll have her

know what Ethan said on the other end, but Sophie looked at me in surprise. My lie had probably been

right? Ethy is on his way here and wants you

at all right now. Knowing

called after me, I ignored her and hurried down the

saw Ethan's car pulling

I stepped out of the neighborhood, my phone rang. It was Ethan. I hung

in turmoil. Finally, I picked up my phone and composed a text message: [You should take responsibility

many times before finally closing my eyes and sending it.

wasn't my first time experiencing

to switch shifts, so I was working the night

the doors to the administrative building would be locked, so I wasn't worried about Ethan coming to the hospital to find me. But

been long, it felt like we

wonder Martin asked

used to Ethan's affection, care, and protection, I suddenly discovered that behind it all was manipulation, deceit, and betrayal. Anyone who experienced this would feel a heart-wrenching pain. My colleague on the night shift was bored and kept trying to chat with me, but I had no interest in talking, not even able to force a

response and stopped talking to me, eventually lying down on

arrived, and I dragged my

so I immediately saw

is Sophie doing

to me as soon as she saw me, as if she had

a familiar figure appeared in front of

doing here together? Why do they have to make this so

face, glaring at me with anger in his