Chapter 4

"Watch closely, this is me really laying hands!"

Before they could react, I slapped Lydia across the face.

Her head turned, her cheek instantly swollen with a clear handprint.

Theo's eyes widened in shock, and he shoved me hard.

"Have you lost your mind, Fiona! She's pregnant!"

My thigh hit the glass edge of the coffee table, leaving a long gash, blood gushing out, and the sudden pain made my face pale.

I clearly saw the disappointment in Theo's eyes.

"When did you become so vicious and unforgiving?"

I bit my lip, sneering.

"Have I changed, or have you? Oh wait, if I had known you were cozying up to me while sleeping with someone else, I would never have accepted your proposal."

I glared at him, word by word:

"Theo, you disgust me."

Theo's breath caught, and he suddenly slapped me.

Caught off guard, I almost fell over.

A buzzing sound filled my ears.

In the swirling dizziness, the face of the man I once loved was so clear.

Facing my bitter smile, Theo realized what he had done.

His arms around Lydia relaxed, his lips quivering as if to speak, but was interrupted.

"Theo, I'm feeling so awful..."

Theo hesitated for a moment, complex emotions flashing in his eyes, but finally, they settled into indifference.

"Fiona, think about what you've done. I'll take Lydia back to the hospital first."

A part of my heart collapsed.

I lowered my head, eyes blank.

In the following days, Theo was nowhere to be seen, but a renovation team arrived.

They said Theo wanted to change the house layout to set up a nursery.

I found it all incredibly ridiculous, but outwardly, I acted obedient and compliant.

Seeing this, Theo agreed to let me go to the hospital to wait for Lydia to give birth.

As Lydia was wheeled into the delivery room, she was still restless, mouthing provocations at me.

I tugged at the corner of my mouth, took a few steps forward, but Theo grabbed my wrist, clutching it tightly to the cold iron chair.

I hated pain and restraints, and Theo knew that.

Once upon a time, he treated me like a treasure, afraid I'd get hurt.

But now, my wrist was bruised, and he didn't notice the scars on my thigh from the other day.

Theo didn't notice my thoughts, frowning:

"Fiona, I only let you come if you promised not to cause trouble."

"Just wait for Lydia to give birth, then you can be the first to hold the baby, get close."

I looked deeply at the man in front of me, smiling lightly, with a hint of relief and ease.

"Okay."

Theo was taken aback.

He looked at my calm, seemingly desireless expression, suddenly feeling a sense of panic.

But Theo's mother was urging him, and he had to suppress his chaotic emotions.

...

Lydia gave birth to a son.

Theo's family PR department immediately announced the joyous news of Mrs. Theo's smooth delivery, and the internet was filled with congratulations.

The hospital room was also filled with joy, Theo's mother couldn't stop smiling.

Theo looked at the exhausted new mother with gentle eyes, completely forgetting he promised to let me hold the baby first.

Amidst the cheerful atmosphere, I quietly left the room.

But just as I stepped into the Jeep waiting at the hospital entrance, Theo's trembling voice called from behind.

"Fiona, where are you going?"

I turned to face Theo's panicked face.

In his eyes was a humble plea as he quickly ran toward me.

"Don't..."

The car started, and I gave Theo a bittersweet smile.

"Theo, this is goodbye for good."

That day, Theo was supposed to attend a press conference, but he was a no-show.