Chapter 2
Chapter 2
My best friend came to the hospital after hearing the news.
When she saw the injury on my hand, she was furious, and immediately started shouting that she would tear Nina Alora apart.
Seeing me remain silent, she anxiously asked,
“You’re not really planning on divorcing him, are you? After all these years, you’ve helped Lorenzo Porter build his career from scratch, and now, when things are finally looking up, you’re going to let that bitch take advantage?”
course not.
Na Alora had once abandoned Lorenzo Porter for his lack of wealth, and now she wanted to effortlessly take away everything I had worked for–she was dreaming.
But Lorenzo Porter, at eighteen, was at a rebellious age. Trying to force him to accept the situation would only backfire.
Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a voice call–it was from Nina Alora.
When I answered, my blood ran cold in an instant.
The lewd sounds came through, and Lorenzo’s familiar low gasps filled the air.
“Nina, I won’t let you down, I love you so much.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll definitely divorce her.”
My best friend snatched the phone from my hand and yelled,
“Scumbag and bitch, visiting a patient only to end up in bed with him before he’s even divorced!”
I felt my stomach churn violently, and quickly walked over to the trash can, dry–heaving.
Nina Alora played her hand well, didn’t she? Now, Lorenzo was dead set on divorcing me.
A man just entering adulthood, having relations with his first love–his sense of responsibility would drive him to feel obligated to take responsibility for it.
After vomiting for a while, I finally stopped.
My best friend, filled with sympathy, rubbed my back.
Suddenly, she seemed to remember something and grabbed me, asking,
“You’re not pregnant, are you?”
My period was usually very punctual, but this month it had been delayed by three days.
I had planned to wait until my business trip ended before testing.
If I were pregnant, I would have taken it as a heavenly gift to celebrate
our
seventh anniversary.
But now, I didn’t know if I should look forward to the arrival of our baby.
My best friend dragged me to get a blood test, and the results came back in the afternoon.
I was indeed pregnant.
Holding the report, I couldn’t bring myself to feel happy.
I was the type of person who couldn’t tolerate being deceived. If this had happened before Lorenzo and Nina slept together, I would have chosen to fight før him, waiting for the day he regained his memory.
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Chapter 2
But now, after everything, I wasn’t interested in salvaging a man who had been tainted, no matter the reason.
I wiped my tears away, patting my best friend’s hand in an attempt to comfort her.
“It’s okay. After all these years, what storms haven’t I weathered? He’s just a man.”
I wasn’t just saying this to her–I was saying it to myself as well.
I pushed open the door to the hospital room. Nina Alora had already left, and Lorenzo Porter didn’t even look guilty.
He insisted on divorcing me, so I explained the current divorce process, how there was a mandatory thirty day cooling off period, and that we had a lot of financial entanglements that would take time to sort out.
The disdain in his eyes was evident.
Isn’t it all just about money? How could I marry a woman like you, so materialistic? Look at Nina–pure as snow, she treats money like dirt.”
I couldn’t help but laugh out loud, tears almost spilling from my eyes.
He angrily asked, “What’s so funny?”
“Pure as snow? Is that what you call her when she goes to a hospital room, takes her clothes off, and sleeps with someone else’s husband? Treating money like dirt? She left you and went abroad because your family went bankrupt. Don’t you find it ridiculous that you’re saying all this?”
Eighteen–year–old Lorenzo Porter showed no surprise after hearing this. If anything, the disgust in his eyes grew deeper.
“Just like Nina and I feared, you’re spreading lies to sow discord. It’s how you deceived me in the past and caused me to miss out on so many years with
her.”
“What happened today was my own weakness, and it has nothing to do with Nina.”
I forced myself to suppress the sadness in my heart. I didn’t want to say any more to him.
After all, in his heart, no matter how many times I spoke, it couldn’t compare to one word from Nina Alora.
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