“What are you trying to say? How dare you make false accusations against me? Who even fed you with those fake lies?” She said it in a shaky voice, her hands trembling as she struggled to maintain composure. Beads of sweat started dripping down her body, each one carrying the weight of the situation.He stood there, his expression a mix of anger, frustration, and desperation. The air in the room thickened as the unspoken words hung between them. It was a question that cut deep, a question that questioned not only her integrity but the foundation of their relationship.“That’s not the answer to the goddamn question I asked. Can your womb produce a child, yes or no?"His voice was tense, a sharp contrast to the warmth it once held. The silence that followed his question was deafening, broken only by the echo of his fist slamming on the little table in their room.Bella felt the weight of the truth bearing down on her. The truth that she had been avoiding, the truth that had lingered in the

Bella? Love Bella? What are you trying to say?” He stuttered a bit before responding to him.Marco, never one to mince words, forcefully yanked the chair opposite Ethan, creating a screech that resonated in the room. He sat down with a stern look, fixating his gaze in the opposite direction, a calculated move to unnerve Ethan further. The silence lingered before Marco finally spoke."You heard what I said, Mr. Man. Why are you acting like a saint? Why the sudden calmness and denial?" Marco's words cut through the stillness like a dagger. Ethan felt the weight of the accusation, and he knew he had to tread carefully.Ethan, well aware of Marco's cunning nature, decided to respond with a blend of reason and sincerity. He chose his words cautiously, understanding the dangerous game they were playing."Marco, in all honesty, I don't have an answer to what you are talking about. You and I know that Bella can't pick me over you, knowing fully well that you are richer than me," Ethan stuttered

Around 4 a.m. in the morning, the doorbell of Bella’s apartment rang. At the sound of the doorbell, she quickly rushed down from the stairs because she thought it was Marco who would be at the door.She grabbed the door knob and was surprised to see Beckham, her lovely brother, at the entrance of the door. The moment she saw him, she rushed towards his side and broke down in tears when she hugged him.“Bella, this is unlike you. Why the sudden tears? Have you been taking drugs lately?” He questioned her while using his feet to close the door.She continued crying profusely, and what Beckham was able to hear were the sniffles of her running nose while she tried to hold back the tears.“I’m right here for you, dear. You can talk to me, and I’ll try my best to provide a solution to whatever you are passing through.”She raised her head off his shoulder as she looked into his eyes and believed everything he said. Growing up as a child, Bella has always been the weaker vessel in her family.She

Around 4 a.m. in the morning, Ethan drove into his apartment at full speed as he got pissed off with the way Marco ended the meeting with him earlier today. He turned off the car ignition as he pondered his thoughts a bit before coming down from his car.“How was Marco so wise enough to pull that stunt on me? Ethan, you really have to be careful with these mad moves you are taking.” He slammed his fist on his forehead as he questioned his inner self.“I think I know what to do. I think it’s high time to strategize and execute as soon as possible when I eventually gather more evidence from my source. Bella and Marco have to go down. They can’t be seen flexing and chilling after what they did to me.” He muttered to himself as he got out of his car.Ethan jingled with his car keys; the keys were echoing in the empty parking lot. The night air was cool, and the dim lights of streetlights kept shining into his compound. Ethan got to the entrance of the door and inserted the key into the lock,

“She really needs medical attention right now. I think she is losing her breath. The more you keep asking her certain questions, the more she keeps getting tired of answering." Alex suggested this while standing beside Mr.Ethan outside of the basement.“Oh! That’s a good idea, Alex. Let me go get my car keys, and we will both head to the nearest hospital in the city.” He responded as he hurriedly searched his pockets, looking for the car keys.“What are you looking for, sir?”“My car keys I thought I dropped in my pocket, and here I am looking for them without any traces of where I dropped them last.” -Ethan said with a sad look on his face. He felt that he was wasting so much time and taking Nadia's health for granted. On the other hand, while he was busy complaining about his carelessness, Alex was with his torchlight searching for where the keys might have dropped.“Finally! I found it.” Alex exclaimed as he picked up the key from the entrance of the basement and gave it to Ethan.“Tha