Cursed to Be Unhappy

Ella took a deep breath, her nerves calming with Eric by her side. Her gaze softened, filled with warmth. "You're right. The baby is strong and will be fine. Dad, how long will you stay this time?" 

 

Lucas smiled. "Of course, I'll stay until after your wedding. Then I'll head back to Country W briefly, but unless something major happens, I'll always make it a point to return to Country S to be with you." 

 

Ella felt a little awkward. She was already an adult, yet her father still wanted to stay by her side. 

 

Standing nearby, Luke's face was dark with anger. He gave Ella a brief glance before turning and walking out of the room. 

 

The day they returned from Country W, Lucas had informed him that Ella wasn't ill and hadn't had a miscarriage—that everything had been a façade. 

 

Luke was shocked and furious, realizing just how foolish his words to Ella had been.