“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?

know that Felix

to say something to

abruptly and stormed out of

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

of those

everyone knew the child wasn’t his, he would lose all face if

been careful, none

Ellington family was her best option,

carried them

Suddenly, someone snickered.

hall was looking at him with strange expressions. Percival was among

them, Paul felt Percival looking down on him, as if he were a pathetic, defeated

Paul couldn’t take it anymore. He shook off Arabella’s grip and pushed her away.

heels, stumbled and twisted her ankle. She fell into a large decorative vase nearby.

the shattering vase and Arabella’s fall

clutching her stomach in pain. She looked

felt a sharp pain in her left cheek. She reached up, touched a bloody wound, and screamed, “Paul, my face!”

to push Arabella and end up disfiguring

red stain spreading under Arabella’s dress.

feeling a warm flow from her body. She reached out to grab Paul’s suit pants but fainted.

At Pendleton Hospital.

Arabella had already been taken into

who was standing outside

have to remove her uterus.” Calista replied nonchalantly, as if it were

Paul, who was sitting on the bench. “What the

to explain but couldn’t find the words.

stepped out. “The patient needs a blood transfusion urgently, but we’re low on AB blood. Do we have any non–relative donors with AB blood type?”

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