Chapter 4

The crowd went dead silent for a second.

The next moment, Elisa pushed through the crowd, rushing toward me.

Another sharp slap landed on the other side of my face.

Elisa's eyes were red as she apologized to the cameras.

"I am so sorry you all had to see this. My sister has had an unrequited obsession with Justin for years."

"But I never imagined she would write something so sick and then turn around to slander Justin."

I cupped my burning cheeks, staring at her in sheer disbelief.

Ethan and Justin pushed through the crowd.

Ethan pointed at me and yelled, "Chloe, you're trying to steal Amber's husband? Are you really that desperate for a man?"

Justin hid the guilt in his eyes and spoke with cold detachment.

"Ms. Miller and I are just ordinary colleagues. We have never crossed any lines."

"The only woman I have ever loved and wanted as my wife is Amber."

The very last spark of hope in my heart was instantly extinguished.

The crowd erupted in sneers.

"I knew it. Why would a guy like Mr. Fletcher marry someone like her? She clearly wrote all that herself."

"Lusting after her best friend's husband and slandering them... what a cheap bitch."

The nasty words pierced my ears like needles.

In the chaos, someone shoved me hard from behind.

I stumbled and fell painfully to the cold ground.

Justin's eyes widened, and he instinctively moved forward to help me.

But Amber grabbed his arm, clutching her head in pain.

"Justin, my head hurts so much."

The three of them panicked instantly, quickly turning to escort her away.

I sat on the ground, and slowly, a pool of blood began to seep through my clothes.

Seeing the blood, the crowd panicked.

The bystanders quickly scattered.

Right before I blacked out from the pain, my phone buzzed with a message from Justin.

"If Amber finds out the truth, the shock will worsen her condition."

"I've called an ambulance for you. Consider today a lesson."

"Don't ever say those things again."

Justin, you got what you wanted.

There won't be a next time.

When I woke up, the doctor handed me a medical report, his eyes filled with pity.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Miller. You've had a miscarriage. We couldn't save the baby."

My mind went completely blank.

I stared blankly at the paper.

I had been pregnant for two months.

And before I even knew the baby existed, I had lost her.

The pain in my chest felt like my heart was being ripped apart.

My phone buzzed.

It was a photo of a pregnancy test from Amber.

My body froze. Another message popped up.

"Chloe, let's be honest. My memory actually came back six months ago."

"But I fell in love with Justin, so I chose to keep pretending."

"I saw your medical check-up papers. I knew you were pregnant. What happened today was entirely on purpose. I am the only one allowed to bear Justin's children."

"Look at this. Everyone is so excited for my baby. In our world of five, you're just a useless extra."

She forwarded a screenshot of a group chat.

The group name was: "No Chloe Allowed."

I wasn't in it.

I scrolled through the messages.

The four of them were chatting happily.

In just three hours, they had sent thousands of messages.

They were discussing who would be the godparents, how to decorate the nursery, baby names, and whether the baby would look more like Justin or Amber.

My heart turned to ice.

I signed the miscarriage paperwork.

Then, I handed it along with my signed resignation letter to the doctor.

"Doctor, could you please hand these over to Justin Fletcher when he comes?"

Since I was just an extra in their world, then for the rest of my life, I would make sure there was no room left for them.

......

Meanwhile, back in the hospital room, Amber was stroking her stomach, surrounded by Elisa and Ethan.

Justin watched them, feeling a headache coming on.

That night, he had drunk too much. In his drunken stupor, he had mistaken Amber for Chloe.

He hadn't expected her to get pregnant from just that one night.

Justin let out a deep sigh, trying to calm his nerves.

It was fine. Chloe would understand. He would make it up to her later.

Just like he always did.

Yet, for some reason, an intense sense of unease settled in his chest.

Making an excuse to get some fresh air, Justin walked out of the ward and called Chloe.

The call didn't go through. He had been blocked.

He tried sending her a message on Snapchat. He was blocked there, too.

The unease in his chest grew stronger.

Just then, a doctor walked up to him with a grim expression.

"Mr. Fletcher, after reviewing the records, we found that Ms. Vance actually recovered from her amnesia six months ago."

Justin reacted instinctively. "That's impossible."

The doctor shot him a complicated look.

"Also, Ms. Miller asked me to hand these over to you."

Justin frowned as he took the papers.

When he saw the resignation letter on top, his heart skipped a beat.

He quickly flipped to the next page.

The second document made him feel as if he had been plunged into an ice bath.