Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife (Izzy) novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66 

“You have to take it out…” Calen suddenly said. 

“What?” Monica frowned, her face twisting in disbelief. “What did you–you want me to take it out?” Why was he talking as if there wasn’t a child inside her but some sort of garbage that she could dispose of anytime? “You want me to take it out?” she chuckled, disbelief filling her gaze. 

He glared at her in response. “Did you really think I’m gonna marry you or something?” 

“Calen, this is your child, and you want me to kill it?” 

“Who knows whose child that is?” 

Monica opened her mouth. “You” She didn’t know what to say, Was this the same Calen she had been seeing for the past few months? The same man who had slept with her in the same bed countless times? 

Monica clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she stared at him. The disbelief in her eyes quickly gave way to anger. “You’re unbelievable,” she said, her body trembling as she stepped closer to him. 

Calen crossed his arms, his jaw tight. “What’s unbelievable is you thinking I’d fall for this. Do you really think I’m that stupid, Monica? I fucking know you are trying to trap me!” 

She let out a humorless laugh and shook her head. “Trap you? You think I want to spend the rest of my life dealing with you? Don’t flatter yourself, Calen. I just thought you’d have the decency to take responsibility for your own actions.” 

“My actions?” He scoffed, taking a step toward her. “This is your mess. Who knows who else you’ve been sleeping with? Don’t act like you’re some innocent victim here. And don’t you fucking think that I am going to ruin my life because of some slut!” 

Monica’s hands shot up to her head, gripping her hair in frustration before dropping them to her sides. She glared at him, her chest rising and falling with quick breaths. “You’re disgusting” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I wasn’t expecting you to marry me, Calen. God, no. But I thought-” She stopped, shaking her head as tears brimmed in her eyes. 

“You thought what?” he interrupted, leaning closer. “That I’d roll over and let you ruin my life? That I’d believe every word out of your mouth without question? I didn’t force you to open your legs and let me fuck you, Monica. It was you who climbed into my bed and seduced me. You wanted this. So, you fucking deal with it!” 

Her hand lashed out before she could stop herself, striking his cheek. The slap echoed in the room, her palm stinging from the impact. Calen’s head turned slightly, but his gaze snapped back to her, burning with fury. 

Before either of them could process what had happened, Calen’s hand flew up, connecting with her face. The force of the slap sent her stumbling backward. She hit the floor with a thud, her hands bracing against the cold tiles as blood trickled from the corner of her lips. 

Monica slowly pushed herself up, one hand wiping at the blood on her mouth. She glared at him, her eyes filled with fury. “You really are a monster,” she said, her voice steady despite the tremble in her body. 

“You think you can hit me and walk away like nothing happened?” Calen’s chest heaved as he stood over her, his fists still clenched at his sides. “Seems like you are even dumber than I thought.” 

Monica pulled herself to her feet, her legs unsteady. She pointed a finger at him, her hand shaking. “You think this fixes anything? You think having this child out of me would fix anything?” She took a step closer, blood still smudged on her lip. “Let me tell you something, Calen.” 

“I will tell Izzy about this child,” Monica continued. “I will tell her how you fucked me in the bed you shared with her. I will tell her how you liked me better. How you fucking used to scream my name as you fucking came inside me! I will tell her how you disliked her for being cold and boring. And she? She would never… never forgive you for what you did!” 

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Chapter 66 

He froze, his jaw tightening as he stared at her. 

“You still think you have a chance, don’t you?” Monica’s voice dripped with mockery as she let out a cold, humorless chuckle. “No, Calen. Izzy might ask you to marry me to give this child future–if she knew. But guess what?” Her lips curled into a wicked smile, her eyes gleaming with fury. “I’ll tell her everything. How you forced me to destroy this child. How you hurt. me How you, the man she once loved, demanded I erase your own blood like it was nothing.” 

She took a step closer, her voice dropping to a deadly whisper, each word laced with venom. “You know Izzy as well as I do, Calen. Do you really think she’d ever take you back? Do you honestly believe her conscience would allow her to forgive you after learning the monster you truly are?” 

She paused, letting the weight of her words settle in the room, her gaze piercing through him like a dagger. “Face it, Calen. The moment I tell her, you lose her. Forever.” 

You-” For a moment, Calen didn’t know what to say. His hands curled into fists as he took a step back, staring at Monica. Slowly, her words sank in. She was right. Izzy would never forgive him if she knew. Then there was also his mother. Cecil would never tolerate something like this. She would never tolerate something that could ruin her good name. 

Monica’s lips twisted into a smirk as she watched his reaction. “There it is,” she said, taking a step closer. “The realization. You know I’m right, don’t you? You’re pathetic, Calen. A loser who’s so scared of losing Izzy’s money that you’re willing to kill your own child.” 

His eyes narrowed, and before he could stop himself, his hand shot up to strike her again. But this time, Monica caught his wrist mid–air. Her fingers gripped his arm tightly as she shoved him away. He stumbled slightly, but quickly regained his balance, glaring at her. 

Monica straightened, her chest rising and falling with quick breaths as she stared him down. “You’re really willing to kill our child, aren’t you?” she asked, her voice steady. “You can’t even give this child a future. What kind of man are you?” 

“What do you want, Monica?” This woman isn’t stupid. He knew that she was scheming. She must be up to something, again. 

“I’m willing to leave. I’ll leave the country. You’ll never hear from me or the child again. I won’t tell anyone, not even Izzy.” 

“How much? How much do you want to disappear?”