Percival's eyes were dark as night. He reached out to touch Eulalia's cheek, his lips curling into a smirk. "Once you're better, I'll make sure you get pregnant again."Eulalia looked pale as a sheet. After a brief shiver, her mind cleared a bit. "Sure," she said.Percival paused, surprised. Was Eulalia actually being agreeable for once?Just like that, Eulalia’s eyes changed, going all dark and intense. She looked at him like he was something she wanted to squash. “So what? One baby gone, two babies gone. Same difference.”“You!” He lifted his hand, but Eulalia just glared back, unflinching.“Go on, hit me. Make sure you aim for the baby maker!”"You think I can't handle you, Eulalia? If I want you to have children, there are plenty of ways. I could break your legs and chain you to the bed. You'll be helpless, forced to watch as your belly grows and you give birth to one child after another."Percival always made it disgustingly clear: she was less than a pet to him, kept around only

"Eulalia, why don't you just be a good little baby-making machine? Don't worry, I'll take good care of your kids. They won't be missing any limbs or anything. They'll live just like you—worse than dead."Percival's face froze upon hearing the voice message, his eyes widening before they began to crack in tiny fissures.Evadne still held onto Percival's arm, but her grip had loosened. A chill emanated from the depths of her heart, spreading throughout her body, making even her toes curl up. Her calves trembled uncontrollably."It's not like that... Percy..."After what felt like an eternity, Percival finally looked down at her. His eyes were cold, his face devoid of any smile. The aura he exuded made Evadne shudder.In Evadne's mind, only two words surfaced: It's over."So what is it like then?" Percival's lips curled into a smile that didn't reach his eyes. He never thought that Evadne would say such things to Eulalia behind his back. Each word, each syllable, felt like needles pierci

"Packing your stuff when you get home. Call me when you're ready to move, I'll arrange a driver," Percival said, his voice devoid of any warmth. Evadne was stunned. She hadn't expected Percival to kick her out so abruptly. After a long pause, she finally managed to say, "Alright." Mabel, who was standing nearby, was equally shocked. Not only had Evadne been discharged from the hospital, but now Percival was kicking her out. Could it be because he found out that Evadne had deliberately fallen down the stairs to frame Eulalia? Mabel wanted to speak up for Evadne, but guilt held her tongue. She didn't say another word until they left the hospital. Oliver quickly obtained the day's security footage from the building and rushed home, not even stopping for dinner. He began searching for the specific clip Percival had mentioned in his text. Percival had only given a rough time frame, not specifying what had happened during that

“People with mental issues should really go to a psych ward, you know? Saves everyone else from getting hurt.” The crowd chimed in, nodding in agreement. “These days, you can’t even press charges if someone with a mental illness hurts you.”“Yeah, and they’ve got specialized equipment for treating mental disorders over there,” someone added.“You guys should move. It’s for the greater good,” another voice chimed in.The crowd had gathered to suggest that Eulalia should be moved out. Percival’s face darkened with each passing second. His hawk-like eyes glared menacingly, making the once-aggressive family members of other patients step back.“Whether she moves or not is none of your damn business!” Percival snapped. With his family’s wealth, he could buy the entire hospital if they pissed him off. Then they’d see who’d be rolling out.Percival’

Evadne stood under the sun, holding a thermal lunch box. Her face was flushed from the heat. When she saw Percival come out, her eyes couldn’t hide her joy, but she tried her best to suppress it.“Percy, I made some soup for you and Eulalia. It’s got your favorite veggies in it.”Percival looked her up and down before finally resting his gaze on the lunch box she was holding. It looked heavy.He took it from her. “You don’t have to bring this over anymore.”“I was worried you wouldn’t like takeout.”He’d been eating Eulalia’s cooking for a few days and had gotten used to it. Takeout just didn’t cut it anymore. But he couldn’t afford to be picky now. Besides, Evadne’s cooking wasn’t much better than takeout. It was a waste of time.Percival was a rational guy, good at time management and planning his day. To others, this made him seem cold and unlikable.“Do you want to come in for a bit?” Percival noticed the sweat on her forehead.Evadne forced a smile. “I’d better not. Eulalia might