She was aware that Theodore treated Ariana differently, but she hadn't realized Ariana was so special to him that he could promise her the role of Mrs. Anderson. for the rest of her life.

Theodore was not one to make promises lightly. Once given, he would surely follow through. How could Ariana, a girl from a declining family, capture Theodore's affection?

Helen resolved to act within the month. She couldn't let Theodore and Ariana be together after they had time to think things over.

Additionally, she needed to uncover the details of the bet between Theodore and Jasper in the recording.

In the hotel's top-floor presidential suite, Ariana set down her bag, intending to change and shower, but discovered that all traces related to Theodore had vanished.

She couldn't help but marvel at Horace's speed and attention to detail. No wonder he was such a competent assistant.

The presidential suite boasted seven spacious rooms.

Seated in the living room, Ariana felt a sudden emptiness. It was in complete contrast to when Theodore was present. She found herself missing his presence.

As she thought back to what Theodore had said earlier, disappointment began to creep in once again.

Now that his attitude toward their relationship was clear, she shouldn't miss him anymore.

She had to move on for her child's sake.

If Theodore couldn't offer her love, how could he love their baby?

Ariana closed her eyes in despair, resting her head on her knees. Her heart ached from the realization that she couldn't win Theodore's love.

She regretted demanding an answer from him. Had she not asked, she might have clung to some positive expectations. Now that she had her answer, she felt as if she were trapped in a never-ending alley.

Ariana didn't know how long she had been sitting there. Only when she felt cold that she realized it was late into the night.

Ariana stood up, took a shower, and lay down on the bed. She tried hard to sleep, but the hurtful words from Theodore kept replaying in her mind, making it impossible for her to rest.

Initially, she felt heartbroken, but as she continued to dwell on it, anger began to seep in.

“Jerk! It doesn't matter if you don't love me. Plenty of others do."

Furiously pounding her pillow, she spoke to the baby in her womb.

"He's a terrible father. He's abandoned both of us."