When she arrived at the villa's entrance, she noticed the master bedroom light was on.

The window displayed the silhouettes of two people embracing.

The outline clearly revealed a man and woman in each other's arms.

Ella paused briefly, her thoughts scattering as she stared at the scene.

Had they already reached this point?

A wave of nausea rose to her throat, forcing her to rush to the side where she vomited uncontrollably.

Ella's eyes grew cold, her smile strained.

Suppressing the stabbing pain in her abdomen, she entered the villa and went upstairs to another bedroom.

Upon entering the guest room, Ella immediately locked the door behind her, intending to collapse onto the bed.

She lay on the bed staring at the ceiling, the experience excruciating. The sharp pain penetrated her bones, spreading through her limbs and torso,making her existence unbearable.

She closed her eyes, instinctively curling her body inward, uncertain whether the torment stemmed from heartache or the ache in her abdomen,as a fine sheen of perspiration dotted her forehead.

Miscarriages were devastating to a woman's body.

She wondered if she would ever have the chance to conceive again.

Perhaps not.

The gripping pain in her abdomen intensified, compelling her to rise and retrieve a painkiller.

Ella swallowed it hastily with a gulp of water.

Just as she was about to lie down, a sharp knock resounded at the door.