How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 156

Eddy's eyes drifted toward the staircase, but there was no one there. Only silence.

"If you mess this up again, you know what will happen to you," he said, his voice like ice.

Dr. Smith, clearly anxious, still pleaded, "Mr. Simmons, during my recent trip abroad, I saw that medical technology has advanced by leaps and bounds. We don't have to wait for the baby to reach full term—she can be delivered early and cared for in an incubator. Even if there are issues with her heart, we can treat them immediately. It would minimize any harm to your wife's body, and both mother and child could survive—she wouldn't have to endure the heartbreak of losing her daughter."

He grew more animated as he spoke, believing he could sway the man before him. "Mr. Simmons, your wife is carrying the little girl she's always dreamed of having."

There's no father who doesn't love his own child.

For a split second, the word "daughter" made Eddy's cold features tighten, and his reply was even frostier. "Does my wife know the baby's still alive?"

If his wife found out she was carrying the daughter she so desperately wanted, she'd never agree to end the pregnancy—even if it put her own life at risk.

Meeting Eddy's icy gaze, Dr. Smith admitted quietly, "She doesn't know."

He'd already betrayed Blanche by revealing the truth. He couldn't let Eddy think Blanche had been lying to him all along.

"Fine," Eddy said, his tone unyielding. "Get ready for the procedure."

Dr. Smith tried one last time. "But, sir, eventually your wife will learn the truth. The emotional fallout could be devastating, especially given her history of trauma. If she relapses, God knows what might happen. Please—just think it over."

"That's your daughter too."

Upstairs, Blanche pressed herself against the bedroom door, hand clamped over her mouth to stifle any sound. Terror clawed at her chest.

Across the hall, Eddy's voice rang out again, colder and more final. "I've made up my mind—take the baby out!"

"No one—absolutely no one—hurts my wife. Not even my own child."

"It will end the pregnancy quietly, painlessly—your wife won't feel a thing, and her body will remain unharmed."

Eddy wiped away a tear clinging to Blanche's cheek. Was she having a nightmare?

Thinking of all Blanche had suffered through this pregnancy—her nausea, her anguish—his gaze darkened further. "It'll be over soon, love."

This time, he'd make sure nothing went wrong. "How do we know if it's working?" he asked.

"Within two minutes of swallowing it, the drug will take effect. If there's any bleeding in the next few hours, you can be certain the pregnancy is over," Dr. Smith explained. At this point, all he could do was ensure Blanche made it safely through the ordeal.

"Take Dr. Smith and his family to the guest room downstairs. Let them rest for a couple of hours," Eddy ordered quietly.

The head of security took the box from Dr. Smith, and the rest of the staff led the doctor away, leaving Eddy and Blanche alone in the gathering dark.