Chapter 3Never Again: Our Final Goodbye

I froze. “Pregnant?”

Instinctively, my hand went to my stomach. I was… pregnant?

Right now, a baby was growing inside me. Mine and Liam’s child.

A tiny flicker of hope sparked within me. With this baby, maybe Liam would…

A sharp pain in my jaw shattered the fragile dream instantly.

Liam’s voice was icy cold. “Chloe, let me warn you. Whatever tricks you’re planning, if you hurt Jenny in any way, I will never forgive you!”

“And besides, a woman like you can’t raise a child properly. After it’s born, I’ll have Jenny raise him.”

I listened in shock, my vision blurring. I couldn’t even see his face clearly anymore. Jenna Sullivan. His heart only had room for Jenna Sullivan.

I don’t know where the strength came from, but I ripped the IV needle out of my hand, jumped off the bed, and ran barefoot towards the door.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Liam grabbed my wrist, frowning.

My eyes filled with tears, but I fought to keep them from falling.

“I won’t have this baby! I’m going to find a doctor and get rid of it!”

Liam gritted his teeth. “Chloe, you dare!”

“You want to give my child to Jenna Sullivan to raise? I won’t let you have your way!”

“I could never accept my own child calling someone else ‘Mom’!”

Liam gripped my thin wrist tightly, my defiant face reflected in his pupils.

Suddenly, Liam’s expression softened, as if remembering something. Then just as quickly, his brow furrowed, the gentleness replaced by cold shadow.

He spoke each word slowly, like a dark prince—

“Chloe, are you asking to die?”

“Yes! I’d rather die than give birth to—”

My voice cut off abruptly as Liam threw me back onto the bed.

“Ugh…”

The impact knocked the wind out of me, forcing out a muffled cough.

The man’s voice was low, terrifying. “You want to die? I can grant you that wish. But this child, you will give birth to it for me!”

I blinked, cold tears finally spilling over, unable to hold them back any longer.

Sobbing, I poured out my pain.

“Liam, I hate you.”

“I hate that you don’t believe me, hate how you torture and hurt me, and I hate you even more… for trying to steal my child.”

Liam’s eyes gleamed with a sharp, cold light. He studied me, his voice filled with disgust. “Once the baby is born, you can get lost.”

Bang—

The door slammed shut. Muffled sounds came from outside—

“Keep an eye on her. Don’t let anything happen.”

“Yes, Mr. Hayes!”