Don't Say You Love Me

It didn't take long before a fan recorded the entire scene and posted it online, where it quickly went viral.

The comments were ruthless.

"Looks like Mr. Cox isn't just wealthy. He's also kind and responsible. He even treats his housekeeper with such care."

"I knew it! There's no way Elliot would be interested in a woman like her."

"Did you see that old hag trying to copy Chelsea by wearing an emerald necklace? Hilarious!"

"That emerald necklace is our company's newest exclusive release. There's only one in the world, and Mr. Cox personally instructed me to deliver it to Chelsea's house."

"Mr. Cox is such a romantic. Every gift he gives Chelsea is one of a kind. She's so lucky."

I closed the app, ignoring the comments. I lay on the operating table, staring at the ceiling as dizziness washed over me.

The doctor confirmed once more. "Ms. Baxter, are you absolutely sure you want to terminate the pregnancy?"

I closed my eyes and nodded firmly.

Even though they had given me a full dose of anesthesia, I could still feel the pain. It was an excruciating, soul-crushing pain. The tears I had held back for so long finally spilled over.

After the procedure, I instructed the doctor to keep the fetus' remains. I wanted it to be handed over to Elliot after I left.

As I stepped out of the hospital, I got into a cab and headed for the airport.

I received a message from Roxanne—she had forwarded the link for a live stream. It was Elliot standing beside Chelsea as her family member at an award ceremony.

On stage, Chelsea was radiant in a strapless evening gown, while Elliot wore a suit in the same color scheme.

When Chelsea delivered her speech, the camera continuously focused on Elliot. His gaze was filled with pride, admiration, and an unmistakable affection.

The host teasingly asked Chelsea to describe her relationship with Elliot in two words.

Chelsea smiled shyly and turned toward Elliot's expectant eyes. "Forever and always."

I laughed. Those were the exact same words Elliot had promised me on our wedding day.

I closed the live stream. I didn't want to be tangled up with them anymore.

The plane was about to take off. In the final minutes, before I turned off my phone, messages from Elliot flooded in.

"Don't take Chelsea's words to heart. She's just childish. She didn't mean it. Are you still at the hospital? I'll come pick you up after my meeting, okay? Holly, don't be upset. It's not good for your health or our baby."

When I didn't reply, Elliot started calling me repeatedly. I ignored him and turned off my phone.

Even now, he was still trying to deceive me. He wasn't in a meeting; he was at an award ceremony with Chelsea.

And only when he had a free moment did he suddenly remember the pregnant wife he had abandoned.

But no matter how many times he called or messaged, he would never be able to reach me.

It wasn't until his assistant, Aaron Miller, sent him a text that he realized what was happening.

"Mr. Cox, Mrs. Cox is gone. She sent the divorce papers… along with the organ transplant agreement from six years ago."