“What kind of pictures?”

Chapter 218

Paul clicked on another trending topic titled “Arabella’s Scandalous Photos.”

The page was dotted with intimate photos of Arabella and Elijah. Even with the blur, they were too explicit for comfort.

The comments were mostly mocking him, saying he was willingly wearing the cuckold’s cap or calling him a doormat, implying that he was happy to clean up other people’s messes.

One comment, in particular, hit a nerve. “This Paul guy is nothing compared to Percival. Just look at the women they chose.”

“Percival’s fiancée, Vivienne, though not from a wealthy family, earned two Ph.D. degrees by the age of sixteen. She’s the genius hacker, Shadow Wolf, The Scent Maestro, and the internationally renowned fashion designer, Charles. Talk about talent!”

“Then take a look at Arabella. She has no talent except for the ability to cheat on her fiancé.”

Paul lifted his head and glared at Arabella.

It was all because of this woman!

She was the reason he became a laughingstock!

When Arabella heard the recording, her face turned pale. She had also seen the pictures of her and Elijah on Twitter.

She stared at the photos, trembling all over.

How could this be? Hadn’t Felix promised not to release these photos?

didn’t know that Felix was dead.

tried to say something to

up abruptly and stormed out of the room.

him and grabbed his arm. “This isn’t my fault! You were the one who got recorded. If it were just the photos, no one

laughed bitterly. Even without the recording, the exposure of those photos alone would have been enough to halt Arabella’s entry into the

his, he would lose all face if he still married Arabella.

Arabella argued defiantly. “If you had been careful, none of this would have happened! You can’t

the Ellington family was her best option, and she didn’t want to

them into the hall.

Suddenly, someone snickered.

the hall was looking

looking down on

it anymore. He shook off Arabella’s grip and pushed her away.

stumbled and twisted her ankle. She fell into a large decorative

sound of the shattering vase and Arabella’s fall

shards, clutching her stomach in pain. She looked up and heard

felt a sharp pain in her left cheek. She reached up, touched a bloody wound, and

to push Arabella and end

pointed at the red

help me…” Arabella clutched her stomach, feeling a warm flow from her body. She reached out to grab Paul’s

At Pendleton Hospital.

arrived, Arabella had already been taken into the

asked Dr. Calista, who was standing

she’s hemorrhaging. They might have to remove her uterus.” Calista replied nonchalantly, as if it were

who was sitting on the

to explain but couldn’t find the words.

patient needs a blood transfusion urgently, but we’re low on

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