As I Was Micarrying, My Husband Ran Off to Save His Childhood Friend

He still had not replied to my messages, though. It was clear he never read them.

Only in the afternoon did Caleb finally drive to the hospital. He looked impatient from the moment he walked into the room.

“Ella Swann, could you just stop for a minute? Threatening divorce and checking into the hospital, are you trying to threaten me with the baby again? What if the baby can’t withstand all that torment?!

“Luna is like a sister to me. We grew up together! What’s wrong with me helping her out last night when she was in danger? Stop jumping to the wrong conclusions all the time!”

So he still remembered the baby. Unfortunately, the baby was dead now.

He was a boy who looked a lot like Caleb. I turned my head away.

“Caleb, the baby is gone. You don’t have to worry about me threatening you with it anymore. Just sign the divorce papers.”

I could hear Caleb’s breath catching in his throat. The next second, however, he scoffed. “You will really stop at nothing for your jealousy, huh? How could you lie about such a thing?!

“And here Luna asked me to bring you some soup, saying she was worried about your health. You’re twenty-nine this year, Ella. Can’t you be a bit more mature, like Luna?

“Stop thinking the worst of everyone, like a bitter old hag!”

Caleb put the flask of soup on the table and turned to leave. When he reached the door, he seemed to remember something. His tone and attitude softened slightly.

“Last time, you mentioned that our villa at Fonte Garden was far away from the city, so you wanted to sell it. I haven’t found a proper buyer yet, and we aren’t living there right now, so I let Luna stay there for a while. She can move once we find a buyer.

“She was fired because she refused to sleep with the client last night and offended her boss. She has nowhere to go for now.

“She’s like a sister to me, after all. Her mother asked me to take care of her before she died. I have to take responsibility for her and keep her safe.”

I looked at the soup he had brought me. It was their leftovers from this morning.

My lips curved into a sneer. I see.

Luna was planning to exchange my villa for a flask of leftover soup.

No wonder Caleb did not even react when I lost the baby. All he cared about was Luna’s safety, Luna’s comfort, and Luna’s mother’s dying wishes.

It was all about Luna, always about Luna! With Luna in his life, there was no more space in his heart for the baby and me.

If it were any other day, we would have started arguing by now. However, all I could think about was what happened last night.

While Caleb and Luna were making love through the night, I lay in agony on the operating table. I was allergic to anesthetics, so I had to feel my baby leaving me without any painkillers.

Toward the end, my body and heart were both numb from the pain. I would never forget that feeling!

And it was all Caleb’s fault!

Bam! I knocked the flask over, and soup spilled everywhere.

Caleb’s gaze turned cold. I looked him in the eye and barked, “Get lost!”

“You’re crazy!” Caleb slammed the door behind him. The next day, he sent me a text saying he was going to another city for work.

At the same time, the property manager at the villa called me, telling me that Caleb had left with Luna an hour ago.

I put my phone away expressionless. I did not care if he had gone for work or a vacation with Luna.

All I needed from him now was his signature on the divorce papers.