"Please, I'm begging you, that was my mother's! It's all I have left of her!"

The bodyguard shoved me aside. The scissors came down, cut after cut after cut.

My wedding dress, destroyed beyond repair.

Only then did Stewart look satisfied. He cast a cold glance my way. "Remember, this time it was just a dress. Touch Vivian again, and don't ever expect me to marry you."

He gathered Vivian gently into his arms and carried her to the car, heading for the hospital.

I knelt on the floor, cradling the shredded remains of the dress, watching his silhouette disappear. No tears left to cry.

"There is no 'ever' for us anymore, Stewart."

I pulled out my phone. My gaze was ice.

"Dad, I need you to run a DNA test on Vivian's baby. Immediately. I think I have one last gift to give Stewart Delgado."

### Chapter 6

I was packing the remnants of the wedding dress into my suitcase when it started to rain.

Good.

That way, no one would see my tears.

I didn't remember how I got from the bridal shop to the hotel.

My father called to tell me the full withdrawal of investments was underway.

Six months at most, and Delgado Corp would cease to exist.

When he saw the gauze on my head and the rainwater still dripping from my hair, my father's eyes filled with tears.

"I'll make that bastard crawl to you on his knees right now!"

I shook my head weakly, but my voice was steel.

"No, Dad. It's not time yet."

Just a few months ago, doctors had discovered that Stewart's sperm was abnormal, making it nearly impossible for him to father a child.

Was Vivian really carrying Stewart's baby?

After that, the fever hit.

I drifted in and out of a haze, but my phone kept buzzing with Stewart's calls, one after another.

I didn't have the strength to deal with him. I turned my phone off.

But then came the sound of fists hammering the door. "Leonora! Don't think I don't know you're in there. Get out here!"

The next second, the hotel room door was kicked open.

Stewart's eyes were bloodshot. He grabbed me off the bed and dragged me toward the door.

"Happy now? Vivian lost the baby, you vicious bitch!"

I struggled in his grip, shouting back.

"She threw herself at the wall on purpose! I didn't do anything!"

Stewart shoved me into the car.

"I saw you push her with my own eyes. Do you think I'm blind?"

He ran every red light on the way to the hospital and dragged me into Vivian's room.

Then he kicked me behind the knees.