Eight Years Lost A Love Unclaimed (Ariella)
Chapter 72

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Just when I thought Lucas might finally realize that we had lost our child, he let

out a

cold laugh and accused me first.

"Hah, you're faking an illness just to follow me around? You really have no

shame!"

Suppressing my anger, I shot back sarcastically, "I'm not as free as you are, escorting

your employee to her prenatal checkups. Don't tell me the baby she's carrying is yours?"

It was only then that Lucas realized he was still holding Ava. He quickly let go of her,

then, as if trying to cover his tracks, added, "It's a boss's duty to care for their employees. Not everyone is as cold and heartless as you!"

I couldn't be bothered with his lies, so I gritted my teeth, got up, and started to

leave

this unpleasant scene.

But before I could, he suddenly grabbed my wrist, looking me over..

"You... you're not actually sick, are you?"

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I knew how haggard and pathetic I looked at that moment.

I also knew I could have screamed at him, demanding why he didn't care about

our

child.

But my heart was already dead. There was no need to be honest with him anymore.

I coldly shook off his hand, which only made him curse at me more furiously.

"Crazy woman, keep pretending. Like I care whether you live or die!"

Then, with Ava flauntingly on his arm, he left.

During the few days I spent in the hospital, he didn't check on me once.

When I was finally well enough to be discharged, I went home.

As soon a

I arrived, Lucas was about to head out.

Seeing my worn-out appearance, he suddenly decided to be magnanimous and

apologized in a soft voice.

"I've been thinking these past few days. Maybe I was a bit too harsh, but you weren't

completely innocent either, right?"

I ignored him and started to head upstairs to pack my things.

Seeing what I was doing, he got angry and kicked my suitcase aside."

He then shoved me hard, causing me to hit my still-healing waist and abdomen. HOOK? Chapter T

"I've already apologized, and you're still making a scene? Are you planning on running away from home?"

For six years, I had always backed down, but this time, I didn't.

Holding my aching waist, I stood up and looked at him with a steady gaze.

"Lucas, let's get a divorce." My voice was cold as ice.

Lucas eyed me, then gave a strange, dismissive smile.

"After all this time, I never blamed you for not being able to carry my child!"

"And now you have the nerve to talk about divorce? I've told you, Ava and I are innocent!"

"Stop making such a big deal out of nothing, Eva. You're really no fun at all!"

The sight of his disgusting face made me sick, so I used all my strength to slap him.

"If you two are so innocent, then whose child is she carrying?"

"I've never heard of anyone getting pregnant without physical contact!"

My words cut through him like a cold blade, piercing his heart.

His eyes flickered, and he took a step back, but he still tried to justify himself.

"You've been following me? Whatever, I'm not going to argue with you." "But Ava's child, it has to be raised under your name!"