Jessica's face turned pale and trembling, and she pulled open her car door to confront Ethan.
Ethan was in the operating room, and Sharon was waiting outside, her face full of guilt. Seeing me arrive, she was annoyed at the sight of Jessica following me. "Why are you here? Want to make it even more chaotic?"
Holding my hand softly, she comforted me, "Olivia, Ethan owes you an apology. He's been awful. Please don't divorce him. After this, I'll make sure to discipline him."
"Sharon..."
I feigned hesitation without answering, raising an eyebrow at Jessica.
"Mrs. Morgan, what happened to Ethan?"
At that moment, Jessica was still worried about Ethan and wasn't concerned about arguing over who was right or wrong. She asked anxiously.
"Someone, please escort Ms. Carter out. She's in the way here." The driver approached and asked Jessica to leave, but she reluctantly started tugging at the driver.
I intervened. "Enough!" Turning to Sharon, I said, "Sharon, just tell Ms. Carter. She needs to know what kind of person Ethan really is, better sooner than later. It'll save her the worry. Better be careful about the baby in her belly. It's one of the Morgan family."
I spoke kindly up for Jessica. Sharon, with empathy in her eyes, patted my shoulder to comfort me.
Sharon was about to explain, moving her lips, but she seemed unsure how to start, so she closed her mouth again.
The things Ethan had done were indeed hard to speak of.
Seeing Sharon struggling, I took the initiative. "Ms. Carter, before you and Ethan had your date yesterday, he was at the hotel messing around with a new fling. He took you home that evening, and right after he dropped you off today, he was off with a lubricant to see another woman."
"No, that can't be!"
Jessica's eyes widened her hand over her chest. She collapsed onto a chair with tears in her eyes. "He told me he only loved me, that once I was pregnant, he would divorce and be with me! He wouldn't lie to me. He couldn't!"
I masked my satisfaction, whispering advice.
"If you can't believe it, Ms. Carter, why not wait for Ethan to come out of the surgery room and ask him yourself?"
Sharon affectionately took my hand. She thought I was overly saddened and began to comfort the mistress. She was about to appease me when Ethan was wheeled out of the surgery room.