Chapter 441

The pain of an impending appendectomy was looming, but Brielle was already in agony. convinced that she was with child. Her refusal to take the prescribed birth control pills at the sanatorium was a testament to her fear of harming the unborn child.

Too bad, this woman would never bear a child.

Spencer, nearby, had caught on to Alivia’s plan. It was sinister and yet perfect. If they could make Brielle believe that she had lost the child, how could she ever face Max the same way

again?

At that moment, Spencer found Alivia terrifyingly ingenious. He turned to look at her, only to find her face still wearing a mask of gentleness. “I’m just talking nonsense. Maybe we should drop it,” she said.

Relief washed over Spencer, but the seed of a devastating idea had been planted. “We’ll do as you suggested,” he said, already plotting. “But on whom shall we pin the blame for the loss of the child?”

Who could they make Brielle hate enough to maximize her suffering and drive a wedge between her and Max?

lowered her gaze, knowing it couldn’t be Max himself. Their relationship was at a critical point, and any heart–to–heart could unravel the

to miscarry in secret, without Max’s knowledge–that could work. Brielle would be cornered and unable to take her grievance to Max without

into a sly smile. “Why not blame Auntie Martha? Brielle just visited her yesterday.”

A brilliant opportunity.

with malicious glee. “Yes, that’s the

Brielle was oblivious to their scheming. Her pain was persistent and

couldn’t leave Brielle’s side, now realizing her pallor was due to an inflamed appendix. He paced outside anxiously, then noticed a new message

thought of Max’s wrath if he knew Spencer was the one replying. [Still

from his seat. Hadn’t Sydney been tasked with deterring Max? How had he still sought out

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a reply to buy some time. [Out to dinner, feeling a

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