"Miles went with me to get checked. We were tracking my ovulation cycle. It hits perfectly on these exact two days."
In an instant, a suffocating wave of despair crashed over Quinn. Every suppressed emotion violently wedged itself in her chest, heavy and agonizing.
That sentence was infinitely harder to swallow than the assumption that Jade was already pregnant.
Miles's earlier invitation, combined with the sultry, seductive look in Jade's eyes, proved she wasn't lying.
Was Miles really in that much of a rush?
He couldn't even wait one single week?
The realization that he had terminated their four-year contract marriage three months early the moment Jade returned to the country hit her like a physical blow.
She tightened her lips, forcing herself to maintain a facade of absolute indifference.
"Jade, you already have a child with him. Do you really think trying for a second one is some kind of shocking revelation to me?"
Seeing Quinn's lack of a breakdown, a fleeting trace of frustration flashed through Jade's eyes.
It felt like throwing a knockout punch only to have it land in dead air. It was infuriating.
"True. Quinn, once you sign those divorce papers, you'll vanish from his world entirely. It's truly for the best for all three of us."
Without waiting for a response, Jade spun around and proudly marched up the stairs.
Quinn closed her eyes. She didn't need the reminder. She would gladly walk away, taking her two children with her.
...
The morning light slowly filtered through the estate.
Jade descended the stairs fully dressed, deliberately leaving the collar of her shirt open to expose several dark hickeys on her neck.
Spotting Quinn, she walked over with a radiant smile.
Acting as if they had never had a single conflict, she chimed, "Morning, Quinn!"
Quinn gave her a cursory glance, then immediately looked away.
Seeing that Quinn had clearly noticed the marks on her collarbone, Jade's eyes crinkled with satisfaction.
She then feigned shyness, hastily adjusting her collar as if trying to hide the evidence.
"N-No, thank you."
She felt a lingering chill, perhaps from standing out in the wind the day before.
Her stomach was churning in knots, and she had absolutely no appetite.
Miles descended the staircase at a measured pace, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, radiating his usual cold, untouchable elegance.
"Good morning, Miles!"
The moment his eyes landed on Jade, the icy barrier around him melted into a warm, gentle aura.
"Morning, Jade. You had such an exhausting night. Why are you up so early?"
Jade flashed a perfectly calibrated, bashful smile. "I'm your new personal secretary today. I can't keep my boss waiting."
The atmosphere between them was thick with sickeningly sweet intimacy, a private bubble that firmly locked everyone else out.
Hearing their flirtatious exchange, the maids quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look any closer.

Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: She Walked Away With His Twins While He Begged the Ground She Walked On
I would have accepted the jerk husband ending up with the heroine if he’s only powerful, intelligent but he’s so powerless and so stupid....
Can you make Ethan be the endgame? That Miles is a total jerk....