Too Hard to Continue Loving You

"Olivia, it's so late and you’re still thinking about using the child to force me?"

I looked cold. My tone was heavy and sad, "Your wedding invitations have been sent out, why should I force you?"

Paul was stunned for a moment. He gently stroked my long hair and softened his tone, "Olivia, I can explain. Emma and I are not like what you think, we are..."

The cell phone rang all of a sudden. A different ringtone from the one he usually used. If I guessed correctly, it should be Emma's exclusive ringtone.

This ringtone had only rung a few times in five years. Every time, Paul would lie that it was a call from a big foreign customer. After that, he hid on the balcony to answer it.

This time, there was no exception, he still went to the balcony. Through the glass door, I saw his lips slightly raised and the corners of his eyes were smiling. I clearly saw his mouth shape.

"I'll go to the airport to pick you up now."

Paul returned to the room and looked at me with some embarrassment. He said apologetically, "Olivia, what should I do? My company suddenly has an emergency and I have to go there."

I stared at his eyes until he avoided my gaze guiltily. He leaned over and kissed my forehead.

He said in a sweet-talking tone, "Fine. Since you don't want me to leave, no matter how important the company's affairs are, I won't leave."

In the past, when he said such words, I would be very considerate and let him go to work quickly. Yet this time, I didn't do it like before.

Instead, I followed his words and said softly, "Great, then stay with me."

Paul didn't say anything, but he frowned and looked at me.

I shook my head and suddenly felt that it was really boring, so I smiled and said, "I'm just kidding, go get busy."

His tense nerves finally relaxed and he habitually stroked my long hair.

"Olivia, I will give you an explanation about the wedding invitation. You don't need to worry about it too much. I told you that we will always be together and you can have a child in the future. Not now, in two years, you can have as many children as you want."

I felt sad, so he meant that I could only give birth to an illegitimate child after his and Emma's child was born?

I didn't ask this question because it was meaningless.

Paul left in a hurry and he didn't send me a message until 11 o'clock in the evening.

"Olivia, I have an urgent business and I have to go out of town. I will be back in a week. You stay at home and recuperate. When I come back, I will take you to Ireland, where you have always wanted to go."

I took a few deep breaths, trying to relieve the severe pain in my heart. I then silently replied with one word, "Okay."

The next day, I went to the hospital alone for an abortion. When I laid on the cold operating table, I felt the passing of the little life in my belly. My heart was numb with pain.

My tears flowed down the corners of my eyes and my five-year relationship with Paul ended completely at this moment.

After being discharged from the hospital and returning home, I sorted out all my things. I didn't take any of the things Paul gave me. I took down the photo wall in the living room. It was full of intimate photos of Paul and I when we travelled.

I cut the photos in half and threw them into the trash can. On the morning of departure, I saw a video about the grandest wedding in the history on my mobile phone.

In the video, Paul declared his wedding vows affectionately, just as he did when he confessed to me. I never doubt his sincerity, but it completely changed in an instant.

I put the pregnancy report and abortion surgery form on the bedside. I then dragged my suitcase and left resolutely.

As soon as I arrived at the airport, my phone vibrated wildly.