CHAPTER 46: CHAPTER 46: HE WANTS TO CUT TIES WITH VIVIAN NASH? (REVISED)

His gaze was like starlight suddenly appearing, revealing an uncontrollable joy.

Sienna Monroe saw it; he was truly happy, thrilled about her pregnancy and the prospect of becoming a father.

Yet, deep down inside, sadness and sorrow surged endlessly.

Once again, that fine and dense pain enveloped her.

A man who claimed to love her, saying he’d love only her for a lifetime, and who looked forward to their child’s birth, had already embraced another woman, indulging in intimate acts.

She still couldn’t understand why they had reached this stage of mutual deceit.

Suppressing the bitterness about to spill from her throat, she snorted lightly, "So what? Could I possibly deceive you?"

Caleb Sinclair asked softly, "Did you go today? What did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said it’s early in the pregnancy, so I need to pay attention to my diet, keep warm, stay cheerful, avoid catching a cold. The baby is healthy."

"That’s good." Caleb Sinclair raised his hand to touch her abdomen.

But Sienna Monroe mercilessly slapped it away, her face stern, "Do I look cheerful to you right now? You regard me with such a look, as if I’m a heinous criminal."

Caleb Sinclair quickly grabbed her hand, admitting fault and coaxing her, "It’s my fault, my fault, all my fault."

"I really had no other intention, it’s just... seeing you with another man having dinner made me uncomfortable. I admit, it was possessiveness at play. Honey, don’t be mad."

Sienna Monroe remained expressionless, silent.

Caleb Sinclair felt anxious inside, his voice softened, "Honey, I was wrong."

Sienna Monroe shook off his hand, "This afternoon, someone took a picture of me and Sebastian Prescott and spread rumors in a group—annoying."

"A picture of you and Sebastian Prescott? Rumors?" Caleb Sinclair’s gaze paused, his face full of shock, "What’s going on?"

Sienna Monroe looked at his face and briefly recounted the afternoon’s events, "Stella Yates was brought in by me; I understand her character. It doesn’t seem like something she would do. Probably someone used her phone to send it out."

Upon hearing this, Caleb Sinclair suddenly had a suspicion, his eyes darkened, "Did you find out who took the picture?"

"No, Stella Yates is careless and trusts everyone, but I think..." Sienna Monroe pursed her lips, hesitated.

"You suspect Vivian Nash?" Caleb Sinclair slightly frowned, "Is there evidence?"

"No."

Caleb Sinclair squeezed her hand, "You’ve known Vivian Nash for so many years; you should understand her character. She’s always been good to you; why would she do something like this to frame you?"

"Did something happen between you and her recently? Why are you suddenly so distant?"

Sienna Monroe glared at him, speaking bluntly, "I just don’t like her. A woman’s intuition tells me she seems to... like you."

Caleb Sinclair stiffened slightly, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, his heartbeat instinctively quickening; he raised his voice to object, "Impossible!"

Sienna Monroe squinted, "Why are you so worked up? Could it be..."

"No, it’s not possible!"

Caleb Sinclair probably realized he’d overreacted; he sighed in pretended helplessness, affectionately pinched her nose, "When did you become so suspicious? How could she possibly like me? Doesn’t she already have a boyfriend?"

Sienna Monroe slapped his hand away again, snorted, "Who knows if she really does; I haven’t seen him."

"There’s really no need to lie about such things."

"Who knows, people’s hearts are like that." She dragged out her tone, her peripheral gaze quietly landing on him, "They are the easiest to change, not trustworthy."

Caleb Sinclair felt as if something was slipping away from his heart.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t grasp it.

"It’s said that pregnant women tend to be sentimental; this seems true." He laughed, pinching her nose again, "Alright, stop thinking about these things. You only need to know that my love for you will never change."

Sienna Monroe couldn’t help but recall the vivid scene of him passionately kissing Vivian Nash.

Her heart felt as if a hole had been fiercely punctured, blood gushing out.

She slowly revealed a slight curve, softly asking, "Really won’t change?"

"Of course!" He replied confidently.

"Good."

Sienna Monroe responded, "Remember what you said now. I’m going to take a shower."

Watching her figure walk into the bathroom, Caleb Sinclair raised his hand to cover his rapidly beating heart, a pang of guilt infiltrating, quickly spreading, his eyes slightly dimmed, an intense urge to cut ties with Vivian Nash emerged.