Dante crashed into an armchair, his eyes clouded red. He was grasping a report he had just received. He said, “Isobel, you’re not the one who saved me five years ago.”
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Isobel stiffened, but she kept a gentle smile on her face as she tried to take his arm and say, “Why are you saying this all of a sudden, Are you tired-
Dante?
She hadn’t finished speaking before Dante flung her off him and snarled, “Drop the act! I reviewed the surveillance footage from the alley at the time. It was Nina who saved me. She was the one who stayed with me when I was on the verge of death!”
All the color drained from Isobel’s face.
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At the time, she’d come across Dante at the hospital by sheer coincidence. He’d just woken up and immediately assumed she saved him. She should’ve clarified things right away. However, in a moment of weakness, she gave in to her selfish desires and played along with his assumptions.
Later, her family sent her abroad, which resulted in them losing touch. When she returned, she was already suffering from myeloma, so she decided to approach Dante in the hopes of leaving something behind that she could be remembered by.
“I–I only lied in a moment of impulse because I wanted to get closer to you,” she explained in a rush.
However, Dante remained as cold as ice. “Abort the baby. Immediately.”
Isobel panicked. “No! This baby is my entire life right now. It’s the only thing I can leave behind for my family to remember me by! How can you bear to ask me to do that?”
Her pitch sharpened as she continued, “Nina found out about my pregnancy a long time ago! Isn’t that why your wedding was called off?”
