The Million-Dollar Heart

“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

tried to say something to calm Paul’s

up abruptly and

my fault! You were the one who got recorded. If it were just the photos,

my fault now?” Paul laughed bitterly. Even without the recording, the exposure of those photos alone would have been enough to halt Arabella’s entry

everyone knew the child wasn’t his, he would

your fault!” Arabella argued defiantly. “If you had been careful, none of this would have happened! You can’t break off the

family was her best option, and she

them into the

Suddenly, someone snickered.

everyone in the hall was looking at him with strange expressions. Percival was among them

the distance between them, Paul felt Percival looking down on him, as if he were a pathetic,

leave me alone!” Paul couldn’t take it anymore. He shook off Arabella’s grip and pushed her

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

shattering vase and Arabella’s fall stunned

onto the shards, clutching her stomach in pain. She looked up

cheek. She reached up, touched

shocked. He hadn’t expected to push

bleeding!” Someone pointed at the red stain spreading under

her stomach, feeling a warm flow from her body. She reached out to grab Paul’s suit

At Pendleton Hospital.

Arabella had already

Arabella?” Judith asked Dr. Calista, who was standing outside the emergency

she’s hemorrhaging. They might have to remove her uterus.” Calista replied nonchalantly, as if it were no big

Paul, who was sitting on the bench.

mouth to explain

operating room door opened, and a nurse stepped out. “The patient needs a blood transfusion urgently, but we’re