Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas)

I was shocked when I pushed open the operating room door. The man who always stood undefeated was now pinned to the ground by strangers. Seeing Nick struggling desperately and gasping for air, tears unexpectedly spilled from my eyes. Nick and I had finally come to this.

Nick finally noticed me. Our eyes met in mid-air, but roles reversed from before. This time, I was above, and he was below.

Nick froze for a moment. When he tried to speak, he suddenly stuttered. Lips trembling, he was unable to form a complete sentence. "A... A... you..."

He could not even utter the name he had called a thousand times in his heart.

"You should go." I said goodbye with a forced smile, tears falling in big drops. Nick just shook his head, over and over...

I threw the tray I was holding at him. The bloody tray, forceps, and various instruments clattered loudly on the floor in front of him.

The sight of all that red shocked Nick, making him shake violently. Right then, he seemed to realize something. His child was really gone.

"Ariana..." he said hoarsely. Like a child who had made a mistake, he was apologizing over and over.

"I didn't know you were pregnant. If I had, I would never have upset you. Ariana, I'm sorry. We can have another child. Please forgive me... Can you forgive me..."

As he finished speaking, the crowd around muttered, "Oh, so he caused his own child's death!"

"I can't believe I felt sorry for him earlier. Disgusting!"

"Good thing they divorced. Who'd want to keep such bad luck around? What a disaster!"

Amid the crowd's cold mockery, his pain looked even more miserable in this cold hospital. At that moment, I clearly felt Nick's heart crumbling, but did not regret my choice. After today, we would be even.

"Nick, we'll never meet again in this life," I said resolutely.

Upon hearing this, Nick's last thread of support snapped. He could not move at all. His mouth hung open, unable to believe what he had heard. But he had indeed heard it.

In those few short seconds, many

thoughts raced through his mind Our child was gone. I would only hate him. If he had not taken me on that reckless drive today, would things have been different?

Should he try to fight for me? But he was still ill. If his emotions remained uncontrolled, he might only bring danger to me...

He fell silent as he could not make another sound.

Perhaps due to the emotional rollercoaster, I felt dizzy after speaking. The doctor quickly came to help me back into the operating room.

He instructed the security guards who had arrived, "Please escort Mr. Hawk out."

As a few guards dragged Nick away, his gaze remained fixed on the operating room door. I thought I saw surrender in his eyes. He seemed to have realized something in an instant.

I believed this would be the last time

I would see him in this life. I looked

at his face. Staring into his eyes, took one last good look at him. The next moment, the operating room door closed tightly...

The doctor approached me. "You two don't look like you have no feelings for each other."

Upon hearing him say this, my tears fell even more uncontrollably for some reason. I choked out, "It will all pass."

The doctor patted my shoulder comfortingly, and I thanked him. "Thank you, Dr. Edmund. You've been a great help this time."

"It's nothing. I was just doing a favor for someone."