My response seemed to freeze the comments for a moment. Then, multiple messages appeared all at once.

[???????]

[The villainess is pregnant??? And she's actually choosing to terminate it?!!!]

[Has Camille finally come to her senses? Is she leaving Nigel?]

[Is Camille finally stepping aside for the heroine???]

[Wait, why do I suddenly feel sorry for Camille?]

Penny looked at me, startled, but in the end, she didn't try to persuade me further. Instead, she brought me the surgical consent form as I requested.

An hour later, I woke up in the hospital bed. Penny handed me my phone. "Nigel kept calling you. Maybe he wants to apologize. You should at least listen to what he has to say."

I put the call on speaker. The first thing Nigel said was, "Camille, is your phone just for decoration? Stop this nonsense and come back home. Alice feels so guilty because of you that she hasn't been sleeping well. Hurry back and apologize to her!"

When I didn't respond, his voice turned impatient. "Or do you expect me to leave Alice alone at home to pick you up? I'll give you half an hour. If you don't come back, we're getting a divorce!"

I looked out at the pouring rain and touched my stomach. My voice was calm. "Fine. Let's get a divorce. I don't want the company, but you can forget about keeping my father's investment."

Before Nigel could react, I hung up and blocked him on every platform.

I had planned to go home and pack my things, but when I reached the door, I overheard their laughter. It was as if the past few days of unpleasantness had never happened.

Even more absurd was that, through the wall, the comments continued to narrate their every move.

[Ah, Nigel is resting his head on Alice's stomach. So sweet!]

[I'm so touched. As a fan of this couple, I'm thrilled to see them finally free to be together.]

A bitter taste filled my mouth. I pushed open the door harder than I meant to.

Nigel's face immediately darkened. "Finally decided to come back? Alice is pregnant. Do you have to make such a loud entrance? What if you scare her and the baby?"

Before I could respond, Alice let out a soft cry, followed by the sound of glass shattering in the kitchen.

Nigel didn't even bother to put on his shoes before rushing over. "Alice, don't move."

Alice looked at me pitifully. "I just wanted to pour Camille a glass of water when I saw her come back..."

Nigel turned to me with a hint of irritation. "Camille, why are you just standing there? Help clean this up."

He then scooped Alice into his arms. "You don't need to handle things like this anymore. Leave it to Camille."

I felt my anger rise and took a deep breath. "What am I? Your maid?"

Nigel didn't even look up. He continued rubbing Alice's foot gently, his voice calm. "If that's how you see yourself, I won't argue."

I slapped a stack of divorce papers on the table. "Didn't you want a divorce? Sign the papers."

The comments went wild, with a sudden shift in tone.

[Did I hear that right? Camille wants a divorce!]

[She's finally seeing the light! Nigel is honestly trash!]

[I thought Camille was just trying to get Nigel's attention!]

I laughed. In my world, I should be the only heroine.

I couldn't wait to see what Nigel would become without me.