I turned to leave, leaning against the wall for support, but Chloe rushed forward to grab me.
“Lily, you’re still angry? Ethan, hurry and comfort her! You’re the one at fault first.”
Ethan’s face turned to ice.
“Comfort her? She came here on her own—who’s to blame for that?”
“Taking care of my sister is my duty. But her? She’s so petty she can’t even accept my family.”
“Let her be. She can do whatever she wants.”
With my back turned, I drew in a long breath.
Hearing those words with my own ears—it almost felt like freedom.
I stepped into the elevator, Chloe following close behind.
Just before the doors shut, she still put on her act, feigning concern.
“Lily, Ethan didn’t mean what he said. Don’t take it to heart. I’ll straighten him out later.”
The doors slid closed—and her hand shoved mine away. The pretense vanished.
“Lily, you know now, don’t you? That I’m carrying Ethan’s child.”
“You came here just to confirm it. Now you’ve seen the truth, it’s time to give up.”
“If I hadn’t refused his proposal back then, do you really think he’d have married you?”
I didn’t even look at her, only gave a cold laugh.
“Is that so? Then congratulations—you’ve picked your trash back up.”