They openly discussed the ridiculous and disgraceful ten years between me and Lucian, claiming I stole my late best friend's boyfriend, went bankrupt, drugged him to get into his bed, became a secret lover and even sold myself for investment.
They even mentioned the surrogacy agreement I signed with the Prescott Family.
Each accusation, each detail, pinned me on the shameful pedestal.
"I won't let anyone other than Astrid give birth to my…"
"Alright."
Before Lucian could finish his sentence, I interrupted him.
I used my elbow to support myself and slowly stood up.
He stared at me, his eyes filled with shock.
Maybe he thought I would never agree, which was why he called me over in the middle of the night to humiliate me in every possible way.
He likely had more despicable plans waiting for me. But he never expected me to agree so easily.
"What did you say?"
I gave a bitter smile and repeated, "I said, I’ll terminate the pregnancy."
As everyone's shocked gazes followed me, I slowly walked out of the private room. The noise of chaos and smashing echoed behind me, but when I closed the door, I shut out everything.
I dialed the number I had contacted a month ago.