Who Exposed My Husband's Affair? The Super Bowl novel Chapter 25

“Shitt”

Callum’s face went white. He started emergency procedures immediately.

But it was too late. The baby was gone.

And I nearly died on that table.

When I came to, Callum was sitting beside me. Dark circles under his eyes. He clearly hadn’t slept.

“The baby’s gone, isn’t it?”

Guilt flickered across his face. He gripped my hand hard.

“I’m so sorry. I couldn’t save him. But please don’t be sad–we can have another baby. What matters most is that you’re okay.”

Ivy nodded eagerly beside him.

“Exactly. At least we saved your life. Please don’t do anything reckless.”

I let out a cold laugh.

“What gives you the right to say that? You two killed my baby. I saw what you were doing in that car. I’m reporting both of you. You’ll get exactly what you deserve.”

Their faces went pale.

Ivy dropped to her knees in front of me, sobbing.

“I’m so sorry. I know I messed up. Please don’t report me–I’ll lose my job!”

“I worked so hard to get here. Being a doctor is my only dream. If I lose that, I have nothing left to live for!”

Callum looked at her with so much concern it made me sick.

He turned to me, frowning.

“I already told you it was an accident. We didn’t hit you on purpose. Do you really need to ruin her life over this?”

“It’s not like you can never have kids again. Are you seriously going to destroy someone’s entire future over a baby

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you never even met?”

Did he even remember? That baby was his too. He’d fought so hard to keep it safe.

I didn’t bother answering. I turned over, facing away from them.

It didn’t matter.

Anyway, soon, I’d be gone.

Ivy started crying harder. She actually fainted.

Callum panicked. He scooped her up in his arms and rushed out.

That night, Callum had me dragged out of the hospital and locked in the house.

He confiscated my phone, my laptop–everything. I wasn’t allowed to leave.

He was afraid I’d report Ivy. Afraid I’d ruin her precious career.

“I was the one driving. If you want to blame someone, blame me. Ivy’s innocent. She came from nothing–clawed her way out of poverty to get here. Don’t destroy her because of us.”

But we both knew the truth.

With his influence, even a hundred complaints wouldn’t touch him.

But still to keep me quiet, he forced sleeping pills down my throat. I spent days in a drugged haze.

Until one afternoon, I woke up to pain.

Sharp, stinging pain.

I opened my eyes.

Ivy was sitting beside me, holding my right hand. She was jabbing a needle into my skin. Over and over.

When she saw I was awake, she smiled sweetly.

“Oh, you’re up! I have a skills test coming up, so I figured I’d practice on you. Sorry if it hurts.”

My hand was covered in blood.

I slapped her across the face.

The noise brought Callum running.

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He saw the red mark on her cheek and turned on me, furious.

“Sloane! She came here to check on you, and you hit her?!”

I held up my hand, covered in needle marks.

“She did this to me. Why the hell wouldn’t I hit her?”

Something flickered in his eyes–sympathy, maybe. But before he could say anything, Ivy burst into tears.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! I just need to pass my test–I swear I didn’t mean it!”

Callum couldn’t stand seeing her cry. He wiped her tears, voice soft.

“It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself.”

I was the one in pain. But he forgave her on my behalf.

I grabbed the vase off the table and hurled it at them.

“Get out! Both of you–GET OUT!”

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