Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 101 He Won't Take Her Back

"My kid..." Giselle's face went ghost-white with pain, curling up like a shrimp, her voice barely a whisper. Nobody in the booth dared to move a muscle, and I just stood there, totally stunned.

Bella stared down at Giselle, her face a blank slate.

One was on the floor, the other standing tall. It made Bella look like she was the one who shoved Giselle. Oliver's eyes were locked on Giselle, his face all tight and tense.

"Oliver, help me," Giselle croaked, reaching out to him.

Oliver crouched down, scooped her up, and slowly looked up at Bella, his emotions all jumbled up. They had history, after all. I figured he still had some soft spot for her.

"You think I did this?" Bella asked, way too calm.

Oliver swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing, and said, "Call an ambulance."

I felt Bella tremble under my hand, but she still pulled out her phone and dialed 911.

The ambulance showed up in no time, and we all headed to the hospital.

Outside the operating room, it was dead silent.

Bella suddenly broke the silence, "Do you believe me if I say she just fell on her own?"

Oliver, leaning against the wall, looked at her, exhausted, and just nodded softly, saying nothing more.

Two hours later, the doc came out and dropped the bomb: the baby didn't make it. Miscarriage.

When they wheeled Giselle out, her eyes were puffy from crying.

In the regular ward, Oliver stood by her bed.

Giselle clung to his hand, bawling her eyes out. "Oliver, you know how much I wanted this baby? 'Cause he was yours. I even had a name picked out, but now he's gone." Oliver stood there like a statue, his brows furrowed tight.

I knew he wasn't a total jerk. He couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh, just muttered, "Giselle, I feel for you. But I can't take the blame for this kid being mine."

Giselle's sobs got louder. "Have you forgotten? Three months ago, I came to Blue Ocean Bar for the first time. I didn't know you owned it then. You got wasted that night. Have you forgotten what happened after?" She hesitated, but the message was clear.

Oliver's face changed, like he couldn't believe it.

He glanced at Bella, panic flashing in his eyes, and I looked over too.

Bella's face was pale but still calm.

"I..."

"Don't explain," Bella cut him off, cool as a cucumber.

"What you did drunk doesn't count. Handle this mess first; we'll talk later."

reaction threw me for a

when it hit the fan, she was ice-cold

gentle pat, trying

looked at Bella, probably not

Giselle had shown up like a total drama queen and even slapped Bella. No one had ever dared to slap Bella before. Bella

doubts. Was it an accident or a setup by

she step on that beer bottle by

did it on purpose. When she kicked that bottle, she knew what was

Oliver trailed behind us out of the

in the eye.

"Take care of her. Giselle just had a miscarriage; you can't just

Bella, but she seemed to

about him that much. I don't see this as a big deal, and I'm

weren't deep; Bella just knew Oliver well. She looked confident, like she knew exactly

I envied Bella's confidence.

in her shoes, I'd be

car on the way back, I asked Ethan about what went down between

DJ at someone else's bar, a pretty basic gig with not much pay. His dream was always to open his own bar. I offered to back

laid-back, but he had a

but if he really likes a girl, he'll treat her like a queen. Back

eagerly, "So why'd

the intersection, he stopped the car at

to have a bit of vanity. But Giselle was never satisfied. She thought Oliver's paycheck was too low, with nothing left at the end of the month. She couldn't see a future

end, love couldn't handle the

she came back. I

won't take

"Why not?" I asked.

and coming back when he's made it? Guys have their pride. He'd rather be alone forever than accept that kind of fake love,"

feelings. His heart had been stomped on before, and now it was ice-cold. He wasn't gonna get all passionate

to tell her family about the miscarriage, so none of them came to see her. It was pretty

hired a

the hospital twice. As Bella's best friend, I probably shouldn't

that not taking care of yourself afterward could mess you

I visited her that day, the doc came in and

family, which meant she

all pitiful,

a girlfriend. It's not right for you to stay at my

slowly let go, looking

home,

me to help

the phone lately, hanging up after a few words. When I ask her

I agreed.

was going to drop off stuff for Giselle, she said she wanted to come

we got to the address Oliver gave, the

was inside, looking like he had