Tonight, Her Love Ended novel Chapter 3

Nova's face drained of color.

Ever since she got pregnant, her checkups had been scheduled at a hospital owned by Forrester Group. But today, on her way to that very checkup, she was in a car crash. Because he wouldn't answer his phone, she had been left waiting for rescue until her babies died inside her.-

She was standing there carrying their dead children in her womb. She had watched him coddle the very woman who killed them, and his first thought was that she was stalking him?

A bitter ache swelled in her chest. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "I wasn't stalking you. I was there because..."

"Save your schemes. Once it's born, we'll divorce and end this." Before she could finish, his cold, indifferent voice cut her off.

Nova froze. She knew a divorce was inevitable, but hearing it said so casually from his own lips still felt like a knife to the heart.

She had loved him for so long, chased after him for years. To suddenly feel nothing at all was impossible.

Despite the pain, Nova tried again to tell him the truth. "We don't have to wait. We can get a divorce right now, because..."

The babies are gone.

Four simple words. But they were cut off by the ringing of his phone.

From what she could hear, something had happened to his grandfather, Abdul Forrester.

Sure enough, he hung up, stood, and gestured for her to follow.

Nova trailed behind him. As he got into the driver's seat, she instinctively reached for the passenger door.

But the moment she pulled the handle, his icy voice stopped her. "Get in the back."

She paused, suddenly remembering the old saying that the passenger seat is reserved for a man's beloved.

And there it was. Resting on the passenger seat was a woman's jacket, clearly bearing the customized monogram: "Reserved for Yvette Sellers."

She used to fantasize about that kind of special treatment. But she always told herself that a powerful, imposing man like Tristan would never indulge in something so childish.

It turned out she was just making excuses. When a man truly loves a woman, what wouldn't he indulge?

Nova said nothing. Her eyes reddened slightly as she turned and got into the back seat.

She watched Tristan's impassive face in the rearview mirror, recalling how fiercely he had protected the woman in his arms at the hospital. Since he had returned home, he hadn't asked a single time why she was at the hospital. His cold indifference had reached a point where she was completely invisible.

What was she even holding out hope for?

"Grandpa is ill again. Grandma is away on a spiritual retreat and won't be back for a while. When we get to the estate, if he asks about the baby, tell him everything is fine and that you just went to a different clinic for your checkup today. I'll have someone mock up some medical records for you to show him," he said suddenly, not even bothering to glance back, let alone ask how she was doing.

Nova's only foothold in the Forrester family was the support of his grandparents. Belinda, in particular, had been thrilled about the pregnancy and even went to an abbey to pray for her and the child.

When Nova's family business crashed, her father fell gravely ill, and her brother was sent to prison, it was Belinda who had ordered Tristan to spend the money and fix it. She owed Belinda everything.

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