Pain surged through me, slowly eroding my illusions.That's when I realized I had been gripping my own arm so tightly that my teeth were about to break.The scenes I had just imagined were all fantasies - fantasies of not stopping Wendy from barging in to help me, witnessing this grand infidelity, and capturing evidence of their shameless affair.I wanted to do that so badly.But I couldn't.Luke was right; when people are in the heat of the moment, they easily lose their ability to stay calm and think clearly.Perhaps it was fate that, at the peak of my rage, I suddenly remembered what Luke had told me.This was indeed a good opportunity to catch them in the act and gather direct evidence of Max and Cindy's affair.However, Lucy Lansworth had gone abroad and disappeared, making it difficult to verify my faked ultrasound data.Drugging the milk was just my testimony; without any harm to my body and direct evidence, the police wouldn't convict Max.The lack of evidence regardi

Max didn't leave immediately. Instead, he stood by the door, listening in on my conversation with Wendy.Conveniently, there was a mirror near the door. From the outside, it was impossible to see inside, but from inside, I could see anyone outside. Wendy, being quick-witted as she is, understood my intention and immediately changed her tone. "Do you think that jerk Max might hold a grudge against me? I was really angry just now. You had a fever of forty degrees! How was he taking care of you? It makes me so mad!""Wendy, don't insult my husband!" I played along. "You were too harsh just now! I know you were angry, but he's innocent. Didn't you see how exhausted he looked? He stayed up all night taking care of me, probably didn't even get a wink of sleep.""I was just worried about you! You suddenly got hospitalized, of course I was anxious!" Wendy pretended to feel guilty. "Maybe I should apologize to him later? But Max knows my personality; he's always been forgiving. He shouldn't

I'm not overly suspicious, but when Max suggested a honeymoon trip, my first thought was: Is he planning to kill me?With thoughts of infidelity, a hefty insurance policy, the death of our child, and even drugging my milk, it's hard not to think along those lines.So, why does Max suddenly want to take me on a trip?Did I give something away?Why isn't he waiting for my inheritance?Is he in such a rush because his mistress gave him an ultimatum after last night?I suppressed my surprise and asked in a casual tone, "Hmm? Why the sudden urge to go on a trip?"Max, in an overly enthusiastic manner, hugged my shoulders and said, "Well, our anniversary is coming up, and my schedule is packed for the next two months. The project deadlines are tight, so I won't have time off to be with you! I thought we could go soon. I've been wanting to take you out, but the project kept me tied up.""But aren't you working with Haili soon? Mr. Sullivan from Hamptom gives a rare opportunity like th

I was puzzled. Why was Luke here? Was he visiting someone or was he sick himself?Before I could ponder further, Wendy pulled up in her car.Noticing me looking around, she asked, "What are you looking at?"As I got in the car and fastened my seatbelt, I replied, "Wendy, I think I just saw Luke.""You must be mistaken. Why would Luke Walker come to a place like this?" Wendy teased. "People like him, if they need a hospital, would go to upscale private ones or have family doctors. Besides, didn't you say he bought a small villa near your old family home? His office is 20 or 30 kilometers from here. Why would he be here? You definitely saw wrong."Wendy's analysis made sense—I must have been mistaken.Then Wendy suddenly asked, "By the way, Jen, did you know Luke before?""What do you mean by before?" I said. "You know he's my dad's student and used to come to our house.""No, I mean besides that.""No, why do you ask?""Just remembered something from a long time ago.""What i

Wendy drove us to a nearby leisure district, where we found a garden restaurant for brunch.Once we were seated and had placed our orders, I shared Max's plan with Wendy.Upon hearing everything, Wendy set her coffee cup down and expressed disagreement with my decision to go. "Jen, I believe this guy has bad intentions. Going alone would be like walking into a trap. We can't give him that opportunity.""I understand," I reassured her. "I know Max probably has hidden motives, but Wendy, this might be my only chance to make him confess.""You're taking a huge risk," Wendy said, raising an eyebrow. "I can't allow you to do that.""Wendy, these past few months have been agonizing. Every night, I close my eyes and all I can see is my baby lying in that cold storage.""Jen, I know you're suffering. But your baby is in heaven now, watching over you, and wouldn't want to see you like this," Wendy said gently. "Every child is their mother's angel. Your baby is up there, silently blessing