Chapter 2

“I’m fine.”

I hid the miscarriage, my face pale, and walked towards the exit.

“Let’s go together.”

Daniel grabbed my arm, his tone leaving no room for argument.

By the car, Chloe quickly slipped into the passenger seat.

She looked innocent.

“Zara, I just had stomach ulcer surgery. I get car sick easily.”

“Could you let me have this spot?”

I didn’t feel like arguing, so I just opened the back door.

But all his friends piled into the back, three grown men squeezing in next to me.

They stared at me, their voices unfriendly.

“Zara, Chloe is still very weak. We’re all coming to your place to look after her.”

I looked at Daniel in the driver’s seat. His face was tight, but he didn't say a word to object.

I smiled soundlessly. The cicadas on the trees chirped clearly.

How could I still have expectations for a man like this?

Daniel’s friends had never liked me. In their eyes, Chloe and Daniel were soulmates.

I was just the wicked outsider trying to break them up.

When they visited our home, everyone treated me like a servant, and Daniel never once stood up for me.

Even when I was carrying his child, I still had to give blood to Chloe.

In the end, I didn’t even get a thank you. All they’d say was:

“It’s your honor.”

This wasn’t the first time I’d been wronged, but it was the first time I chose to accept it calmly.

“Okay, I’ll go home by myself.”

I closed the car door and turned, walking away first.

It was rush hour, and I couldn't even hail a cab.

In the scorching heat of mid-summer, having just suffered a miscarriage, I walked for an hour under the blazing sun to get home.

The moment I pushed open the door, a barrage of accusations greeted me.

“Zara, why are you so slow? We’ve been home for ages.”

“We haven’t eaten all night. Let’s try Zara’s cooking again.”

I looked at Daniel and Chloe.

It was a hot summer day, but the AC wasn't on inside the house. They were worried that frail Chloe might catch a chill.

So Daniel sat beside her, fanning her.

Even though his own forehead was beaded with sweat, he ignored it, completely absorbed in fawning over Chloe.

Seeing me silent, Carter called out to Daniel.

“Daniel, everyone’s hungry! Tell Zara to make us something to eat.”