Storms of the Heart novel Chapter 28

After handling an urgent military task, Julian hurried back to his townhouse, still clinging to a faint, unrealistic hope.

Maybe with the baby as a bond between them, Trina would slowly soften. Maybe there was still a chance for them.

He pushed open the door and was met with a deep, hollow silence. It felt emptier than the last time she had left.

All of her personal belongings had vanished without a trace. Only a velvet box and a folded piece of paper sat alone on the living room coffee table.

Julian's heart sank instantly, a crushing sense of dread seizing him without warning.

His hands trembled as he picked up the paper. It was a termination-of-pregnancy procedure record from a private clinic, and the date printed on it was unmistakable—it was that very day.

In the section for the procedure's reason, cold, clinical letters stated that the patient firmly requested termination of the pregnancy.

The words on the page hit Julian like a physical blow, and his vision blurred. His mind went completely blank. A low ringing filled his ears, and he staggered, barely able to stay on his feet.

He snapped open the velvet box sitting next to the paper. Inside lay their wedding ring from years ago.

The platinum ring that had once gleamed flawlessly was now streaked with dark, dried blood, like a jagged scar mocking every hope and effort he had ever held onto.

She had left behind all the expensive jewelry he had given her—every single piece. But she gave this ring, the one that symbolized their marriage and vows, back to him in the cruelest way imaginable.

It was over. She was drawing a firm line, cutting all ties with him once and for all.

"No!" he screamed like a dying beast howling in the night. It was a sound of pure agony that tore through the townhouse.

Julian completely lost control. He burst through the door, leapt into his car, and raced toward the private clinic.

Like a lion driven mad, his eyes bloodshot and his entire body radiating pure fury, he stormed into the private clinic.

He grabbed the attending doctor, Egbert Castro, by the collar, his voice raw and hoarse as he demanded, "Where is she? Where is Trina? What have you done to her?"

Egbert went pale, trembling as he confirmed the procedure, and relayed Trina's message. "Mr. Hauser, Ms. Shepherd wants me to tell you the baby shouldn't exist. Just like her marriage to you… it was a mistake. She said… from now on, you two are finished. Completely finished…"

"Finished? We're finished… Finished," Julian muttered to himself, then suddenly erupted into a wild, manic laugh—harsh, bitter, and full of despair.

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