After Saying Yes to Billions of Dollars Marriage, My Ex Went Mad

We soon arrived home, but to my surprise, Alden did not turn around and rush back to Celine as I had expected.

Instead, he carefully helped me into the house.

As I wondered why, he finally spoke, his tone hesitant.

"Can you give me back the gold medal I gave you? Celine’s having surgery soon and she wants a good luck charm."

He had won that gold medal when he first rose to fame.

It was also that same year I agreed to be with him. He told me he would stay by my side forever, just like that medal.

But unfortunately, that promise had long since corroded, only I still remembered it.

I nodded calmly, but Alden frowned.

"Celine just wants everything to go well with the surgery. Please don’t be upset."

I said nothing and simply went inside to retrieve the medal.

"I’m not angry. You can give it to her now along with the necklace."

My tone was so calm that even Alden sensed something was wrong.

He opened his mouth as if to say more, but then Celine’s voice rang out from the phone, impatient and flirtatious.

"Alden, why haven’t you brought me the necklace yet? I’ve already put on the outfit you mentioned, so come quick."

Her voice was full of seduction and Alden’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

Then he turned to me and said, "Baby, once Celine’s surgery is over, I’ll give her the medal and I’ll give you a proper wedding this time."

Without waiting for a response, he hurried off to his car and drove away.

I curled my lips and whispered to myself, "There won’t be a wedding."

After Alden left, I touched my belly and began cutting up all the baby things we had prepared.

"Baby, Mommy loves you. But Mommy can’t keep you. Please… come back to me another time."

At the hospital, I turned a corner and saw Celine wrapped in Alden’s arms.

"Celine, we can’t keep this baby. You’re about to have surgery," Alden said, his eyes full of sorrow.

And my heart twisted painfully.

So… Celine was pregnant with his child?

Celine, with tears in her eyes, nestled into Alden’s arms.

The next second, she met my gaze. Seeing me standing in the obstetrics and gynecology department, her eyes filled with resentment and jealousy.

I turned to leave, hesitating for just a moment, only to receive another round of photos from Celine.

She and Alden were tangled together in every corner of our wedding room, even on our wedding bed.

I felt sick to my stomach. My chest throbbed with pain.

Just as I was about to shut off my phone, another message appeared:

[If my baby is going to die, I won’t let you give birth to yours!]

My heart skipped a beat, remembering the hatred in Celine’s eyes just moments ago.

After my examination, I planned to go out and buy a small jar to give my child a resting place.

However, the moment I stepped outside the hospital, a pair of hands suddenly shoved me hard from behind.

I tumbled down a high flight of stairs. My leg broke instantly and sharp pain spread through my belly.

"Alden! Alden, come help me! Elara pushed me! My legs… and my heart… they hurt so much."

Celine’s tearful voice rang out.

Clenching my teeth against the pain, I turned around and saw her looking at me with pure disdain. Then she clung to Alden’s sleeve.

"Alden, it hurts so much. Do you think the baby will be okay? I don’t want to lose it… not yet. My heart hurts so badly."

As she spoke, she began panting heavily.

It was her usual trick and, like always, Alden fell for it.

He glanced at me, frowning. But as soon as Celine mentioned the baby, a flicker of panic crossed his face. He quickly picked her up, then turned to look at me with conflicted eyes.

"Elara, I can explain everything, but you shouldn’t have hurt Celine. You know how fragile she is."

With that, he turned and rushed into the hospital, leaving me behind, bleeding on the ground.

Alone, I dragged myself into the hospital, inch by painful inch.

The second before I lost consciousness, I made a deep mark in my heart.

This was the hundredth time.

Alden, this is finally the end.