Chapter 86: Chapter 86

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Chapter 1 Chapter 1 When Ethan came home, he was startled.

I was sitting alone in the dark living room, like a ghost.

He paused: “Thinking about the past again?”

Then, with a hint of pity, he hugged me and handed me a velvet jewelry box:

“The wedding is in a week. I picked this necklace for you today, a limited edition. Try it on.”

I suppressed the intense nausea and forced a smile: “In a week, I’ll have a gift for you too.”

Ethan was delighted and leaned in to kiss me: “Alright, I’ll be waiting, honey.”

His neck bore fresh red marks–something my hazy self had never noticed before.

I forced a smile, but my heart was like a frozen well.

Now, every touch from him felt unbearable.

I suddenly asked him: “You know, my father’s company was doing fine. Why did it suddenly collapse?”

A flicker of panic flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by calm:

“I’ve already bought Wilson Group.”

“After we get married, if you’re interested, I’ll let you manage it.”

Ethan lowered his eyes, changing the subject: “Emily, you’re overthinking again. Remember your appointment with Dr.

Smith.”

Using my low mood as an excuse, I slept in the guest room.

Thinking about the past six months with him, I couldn’t sleep.

I opened my laptop and started researching Ford Enterprises, typing away until dawn.

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Chapter 1 In the afternoon, I suddenly showed up at Ford Enterprises‘ office building.

My appearance caught Ethan off guard.

For the past six months, I had been severely depressed, staying at home, never asking about his work, let alone visiting his company.

A woman rushed out of his office, her figure quickly disappearing down the hallway.

I overheard employees whispering:

“Is that the Wilson heiress who was assaulted for three days? She looks so thin.”

“Poor thing? Mr. Ford treats her like a queen. They’re getting married next week.”

“What? He doesn’t mind that she’s been... you know?”

“Shh! Keep it down! What if someone hears...”

I bit my lip, pretending not to hear, but my body trembled slightly.

Ethan’s office still carried a lingering, ambiguous scent.

He straightened his clothes: “Emily, what brings you here today?”

I naturally sat in his executive chair, spinning around: “What, afraid I’ll catch you cheating?”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” He subtly kicked the trash bin under the desk.

I had already noticed the condom wrapper in the trash when I walked in.

While he was in a meeting, I plugged a USB drive into his office computer.

By the time he returned, I had already left Ford Enterprises.

A dark expression crossed his face as he scolded his assistant: “I told you to make sure Mrs. Ford stays home. Why didn’t you keep an eye on her?!”

The next day, Ethan dragged me to try on wedding dresses.

I had little interest but humored him by trying on several dresses.

100 The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights Chapter 1 As I changed, the mirror reflected the scars on my abdomen and legs.

The horrifying, filthy memories flashed in my mind, and tears streamed down my face without warning.

I asked Ethan to help me unzip the dress, but he received a call and said: “Emily, I have an emergency.”

“You keep trying them on. Buy whatever you like, honey.” Then he hurried off.

I left the dress and went straight to the hospital.

My scheduled abortion was today.

While waiting in line, I spotted Ethan.

He was walking with a woman, his arm around her shoulder.

The woman cooed with a hint of disappointment.

“The doctor said it’s been two months. But Ethan, I’m not happy.”

Ethan replied: “What’s there to be unhappy about? Emily probably can’t have children.”

“The baby you’re carrying will be the heir to the Ford empire. Isn’t that enough?”

The woman’s voice lit up with joy: “Then... you’ll have to spoil me more.”

Their voices faded.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed, a dull ache spreading.

The doctor called my name.

I touched my belly, a pang of sadness hitting me.

The doctor shook her head.

“Miss, your body is in terrible shape. Are you sure you want to go through with this?”

I held back my tears and said emotionlessly: “Yes. Do it.”

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Chapter 1 I asked the doctor to preserve the tiny embryo in a specimen jar “Ethan, this is the gift I prepared for you.”

When Ethan came home that night, he seemed in high spirits and tried to initiate intimacy: “Did you find a wedding dress you liked?”

His hand reached into my chest, but I slapped it away:

“Don’t touch me. You left in the middle of it. What kind of behavior is that?”

Thinking I was just being difficult, Ethan continued to caress me:

“You said you wanted to try for a baby, right? Isn’t tonight your ovulation period? Let’s try, okay?”

I turned over and covered myself with the blanket: “Not in the mood. Go sleep in your own room.”

There won’t be a child between us, Ethan.

I added: “Maybe we should call off the wedding. Let’s get a divorce.”

Ethan stopped: “You’re being dramatic again.”

I sniffled: “Think what you want.”

The usually docile me suddenly turned fierce, killing his mood.

“I’ll come back when you’re in a better mood.”

I heard him go to the living room to drink and text someone.

Soon, he left.

I turned on the listening device.

I heard the car door open, and the woman’s voice again: “What, is your little wife acting up again?

Ethan, you’re so patient.”

Ethan said irritably: “I have no choice. I owe her. Have you found the men who assaulted Emily? Why is it taking so long?”

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Chapter 1 The woman hesitated, then cooed: “Don’t worry about it. They’ll be found.”

“Now, let me help you relax...”

The sounds of their entanglement followed.

I quickly took off the headphones, afraid to listen for another second.

Pulling back the curtains, I saw the Rolls–Royce parked outside the Ford mansion shaking slightly.

Tears streamed down my face, but my heart felt strangely calm.

I just hoped the wedding would come soon, so I could leave this disgusting place.

Ethan came back late, and I was sitting alone in the living room.

He gasped: “Emily, have you been keeping up with your therapy?”

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