But Madison wasn’t used to hearing no.
One evening, she staged a trap—running out in a towel, throwing herself into his arms, then screaming for help.
Victoria rushed in.
She saw her daughter half-dressed on the floor.
“He tried to force himself on me!” Madison cried.
Victoria didn’t listen.
“Get out of my house!”
Ethan left shattered.
But something felt wrong.
Victoria reviewed the security footage.
She saw everything.
The seduction. The setup. The lie.
She confronted Madison.
“You destroyed my happiness.”
Madison broke down, confessing jealousy.
Victoria cut her off completely.
Then she rushed to the airport—where Ethan was leaving the country.
She ran through the terminal, breathless.
“Ethan!”
He turned.
“I saw the footage. I know the truth. Please don’t go.”
She dropped to her knees.
“Marry me.”
He stared at her, wounded.
“You should have trusted me.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
He took the ring… then knelt himself.
“I should’ve asked you.”
They embraced as strangers applauded.
They married quietly weeks later.
No extravagance. Only real supporters.
His family eventually apologized.
Life settled.
And then came the miracle no one expected.
Victoria felt nauseous one morning.