Chapter 2

At the hospital, Lucy stayed with me the whole time, running around getting my registration done.

Only before the medication was applied did she find an excuse to leave.

I had the nurse wait a moment, then followed her all the way to a consultation room door.

"How does it feel sneaking around with me? You just love the thrill, don't you?"

So that's why Lucy suddenly offered to bring me to the hospital—because Ryan was here.

I turned to leave, but Lucy's next words made my heart skip.

"The medicine I gave him doesn't have side effects, right? I want to get pregnant with your baby."

"After all, my heart belongs to him, but my body belongs to you."

"But the medicine can't hurt Ethan."

So the stomach medicine I'd been taking was actually birth control pills?

With trembling hands, I took out the pill bottle from my pocket. Only under the light could I see the switched label.

Pressing my lips together, I slowly peeled away the outer label.

The side effects written inside made my heart lurch!

I walked back to the treatment room in a daze. After a long wait, a doctor finally came to change my dressing.

When I looked up, it was Ryan!

Lucy stood beside him: "Ethan, Ryan is so skilled at changing dressings. I had such a hard time getting him to come treat you."

Really? Should I thank him?

I forced a bitter smile, unable to say anything.

Lucy pulled on Ryan's sleeve, urging him to change my dressing. Throughout the whole process, they were the ones who acted like a married couple.

Ryan's movements were rough and forceful. My perfectly fine wound was torn open.

I frowned and tried to pull my hand back, but Ryan used the opportunity to fall to the ground.

Lucy's brow furrowed. Without mercy, she struck my arm hard: "Ethan, I really thought you and Ryan had made peace."

"I didn't expect you to pull such a dirty trick!"

Then, ignoring the blood flowing down my arm, she rushed to help Ryan up.

Her eyes showed heartache. She used to only feel sorry for me—I don't know when that changed to Ryan.

Watching her bustle around, practically wanting to feel the pain for him, I smiled sarcastically: "Lucy, let's get divorced."

Only then did she notice my bleeding. Her expression went blank.

"I'm sorry, honey. I was too hasty and overlooked you."

Then she said righteously, "Besides, weren't you the one who pushed Ryan?!"

I laughed in anger, pointing at the camera overhead: "Lucy, say it again—did I push him, or did he fall on his own?"

Ryan's tears welled up in his eyes, falling at just the right moment when Lucy looked at him: "Lucy, you don't need to say anything. Ethan didn't push me."

"It was... it was me who couldn't stand steady and fell."

With his crying, Lucy, who had been hesitant, instantly turned cold.

"Ethan, have you made enough of a scene?"

"I just brought you here to treat a burn. Ryan is so busy he can't even eat, yet he came to help you, and this is how you treat him? How you treat me?"

Seeing Lucy so furious, desperately wanting to clear Ryan's name and fight for his justice—so different from how she once promised to be good to me forever.

I calmly pointed at her clothes: "Lucy, do you really think I'm stupid?"

I smiled coldly: "Too busy to even eat, but had time to take off your clothes?"