Seven Years of Sacrifices

After seven years of marriage, Cassian had slept with all my colleagues and friends.

I pretended not to see anything. As usual, I went for a prenatal checkup with my nine-month pregnant belly.

Until one day, on the way to my checkup, his new lover ran me over with her car.

I was bleeding profusely and begged him to take me to the hospital.

But Cassian looked at me with utter disdain and said, "Leona, since when did you learn to fake an accident? Don't think that putting on an act will make me care about you. Even if you die right in front of me, I wouldn’t spare you a second glance!"