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Chapter 3 The needle pierced my vein. Panic exploded in my chest. "Ethan, stop," I gasped. "You can't do this to me. I'm pregnant. That's your baby. You can't take my blood." For a split second, the hands restraining my shoulders loosened. I bolted up, trying to run. I didn't make it two steps before one of Ethan's bodyguards caught my arm and slammed me back into the chair. Ethan stood over me, his expression cold. "Evelyn, if you're going to lie, at least make it convincing." He let out a quiet, humorless breath. "You spent too long in freezing seawater years ago. Your body never recovered.

The doctors were very clear. You'll never be able to carry a child." Then his voice softened, the way it always did with twininecmetting. Auto-added to the Library "Be good. Stop struggling. Let Vanessa get this out of her system, and we'll move on. All of us. Okay?" Pain shot through my arm. Blood flowed steadily into the transparent tube. Almost immediately, nausea rolled through me. My head spun. My hands began to shake. The room blurred. A warm palm suddenly covered my eyes. Ethan. He leaned close, his voice low and gentle near my ear. "It's fine. Just a minute. It'll be over soon.

Try to relax." Chapter 3 2.63% My consciousness drifted. And I was pulled back to the first year after I came overseas. Back then, I had nothing. After scraping together enough money for a tiny, rundown apartment, I was completely broke. Northern Europe was brutally cold. I couldn't adapt, but I still forced myself out every morning and came home late every night, searching for work. I lasted less than a week before I collapsed with a high fever. When Ethan found me, I was curled up on a sagging mattress, barely conscious. He lifted me into his arms and carried me straight outside.

That proud, untouchable man stood on a nearly empty suburban road, waving desperately at passing cars, begging strangers for help, just to get me to a hospital. Later, when the nurse inserted the IV, I shook uncontrollably and tried to pull away. Ethan had held me just like this. One arm around me. One hand covering my eyes. His voice had broken. "It's okay, Evelyn. Just hold on a little longer." Back then, if I showed even the slightest discomfort, he would torture himself over it for hours. But now. My blood continued to drain into the tube.

And something inside me finally collapsed, I stopped resisting. My body went slack, falling back against Ethan. His heartbeat was still strong. Steady. Familiar. Exactly like it had been in that broken apartment years ago. Chapter 3 2.63% 麵 Except it didn't make me feel safe anymore. I whispered, barely audible, "Ethan... it's fine. I don't hate you anymore." He didn't hear me. He leaned closer. "What did you say?" Before I could answer, frantic voices came from outside the room. "Mr. Sterling, Ms. Hale woke up and realized you weren't there. She's crying uncontrollably.

We can't calm her down." The support behind me disappeared. I wasn't ready. I fell hard onto the floor. The sound was sharp and loud. Ethan never turned around. Vanessa already had his full attention. Suddenly, the doctor shouted, "There's too much blood!" A tearing pain ripped through my lower abdomen. Warmth soaked beneath me. I was bleeding. As darkness swallowed my vision, I closed my eyes and let the tears fall. Ethan. I said I don't hate you anymore. And from today on, I will never love you again. Chapter 3 2.63% Santiago