My Mistake for Giving You My Remaining Years

No one else had a motive to record such video except for Sienna. Esther wouldn’t do it since it would tarnish Ethan’s reputation.

Ethan didn’t answer her question. Instead, he asked, “Where are you now?”

Elena screamed in despair, “Answer me, is it you?!”

“Sienna has already dealt with her subordinates. They didn’t do this on purpose. I’ll handle it. Don’t worry about it.”

Such cold words. Was this still the Ethan who once promised to protect her, who swore no one would ever hurt her?

To protect Sienna, he chose to sacrifice her, making her the target of everyone’s criticism?

Her voice trembled as she asked, “Why? Do you think I’m disgusting too? That I should die and never stand in the way of your happiness with Sienna?”

“Elie, calm down. This will blow over soon. If you don’t want to be disturbed, I can send you abroad for a while. Once everything settles, you can come back. I’m really busy right now, so stop causing a scene.”

With that, Ethan hung up the phone.

He said she was causing a scene…

He even said he’d send her abroad. In the end, he didn’t want to keep her around anymore.

Sienna’s move was indeed effective. Unable to drive Elena away directly, she forced her out with this method. Even if Elena refused to leave, she would be harshly criticized as filthy and shameless, bearing the weight of everyone’s scorn.

Elena’s insides twisted in pain. Her body, already drained, couldn’t take much more. After everything that had happened, she was more certain than ever of Ethan’s determination to marry Sienna.

She had traded the remaining of her life for his affection, but in doing so, she had forgotten to ask for his marriage.

Around 9 PM, Ethan returned home and found that Elena wasn’t there. He drove around, eventually spotting her curled up outside a pharmacy.

Elena's body was still wracked with pain. Despite taking a large dose of painkillers, they offered no relief. With less than ten days left until the deadline, she felt as though her death was already closing in on her.

"Are you feeling unwell?" Ethan’s voice suddenly rang out above her.

Elena felt no joy anymore.

"Come back home with me." Ethan helped her up from the ground, and the bottle of painkillers she had dropped fell to the floor with a soft thud.

"What’s wrong? Where does it hurt?"

Elena stared at him in confusion as he anxiously examined her, her breath faint as she smiled weakly. "It’s just that time of the month... my stomach hurts."

He let out a sigh of relief, and as they made their way back home, Ethan finally began to discuss the matter with her.

"Ellie, I’ve bought you a place in the next neighborhood, not far from here. You’ll move in tomorrow."

Elena’s face drained of color, her expression one of utter disbelief.

Her gaze cut through him, sending a sharp pain straight to his chest.

"You’re all grown up now. It’s not appropriate for us to live together anymore. And once I get married, Sienna will be moving in as well."

Elena forced a bitter smile. She had always known that one day, Ethan would abandon her.

Now, even he didn’t want her.

Before Elena had even moved out, Sienna had already moved in without hesitation.

Her luggage was all moved into Elena’s room, prompting the maid to step out and say, “Ms. Bay, this is Ms. Wings’ room. Sir Ethan specifically instructed that you use the other guest room.”

Elena’s room was directly across from Ethan’s, close enough for him to hear anything from next door. The other guest room, however, was down the hall, a fair distance from Ethan’s room.

“Ellie is moving out soon, and the room will be empty anyway. Plus, these two rooms are close. Makes it more convenient for me when I finally move into Ethan’s room later.”

The maid hesitated, stealing a glance at the silent Elena. “But, Ms. Bay… she…”