“GET RID OF IT."

She thought she heard something wrong. Not reacting, she just stared at his face—no emotion, nothing, just his flawless, emotionless face. "Huh?"

"I know you are pregnant, and I want you to get rid of it, Sayantika," and that's when she thought he couldn't be any more heartless; he chose to shock her all over again.

"This is my baby, and I don't want to." She moved back, nodding her head in no.

"You want me to give this relationship a chance, right?" Saying he stepped closer, his calloused hand cupping her tear-stained cheeks.

"Just abort this, I promise to be with you." The softness in his left bitterness in hers.

"I wanted, I wanted to stay with you to give this relationship a chance, but not anymore." Completing her speech, she jerked his hand back, angering him to such an extent that all he wanted at that moment was to hurt her.

"Wait, wait, wait, does it mean it was you who spiked my drink and forced me to consummate with you? I never thought you would stoop this low for money and luxury—a certified gold digger indeed," like every time he chose to abuse her verbally, but this time his words didn't hurt her. She was used to his taunts now.

From being the good and loyal companion to the good and obedient wife, she did everything for him, and in return, he hurt her again and again, by his words and by his actions.

"Just to let you know that if you are planning to publicize our marriage and to tell everyone that we are married and now you are carrying my child, then I promise to destroy you and your family, and I won't back off," he threatened.

"You still have a chance. I will change myself the way you want, either this baby or me." The change of his words, the bipolar tone, and everything about him are so complex.

'How did I fall for this man?' She thought and then chuckled internally.

"I am choosing this baby over you. PREPARE THE DIVORCE PAPERS. I SHALL SEE YOU IN THE COURT!"