Chapter 3

Because I liked him, he could trample me without restraint, stepping on my dignity and letting his mistresses trample on it freely.

All these years of suffering were simply because he knew I liked him.

How ridiculous.

Their conversation continued.

"My God! Connor, you're such a bastard!"

"But since Clara is devoted to you and you have no intention of divorcing her, why did you arrange for her to lose your baby when she was pregnant?"

Hearing this, I instantly froze in place.

He was right. I had once been pregnant with Connor's child.

But at three months, there was an accident. On my way home, I was suddenly attacked by a group of Rogues.

I was injured. When I barely escaped and got to the hospital, the baby couldn't be saved. Not only that, but the doctor announced on the spot that my body was damaged and I likely wouldn't be able to get pregnant again.

What a coincidence—the wolf doctor who performed my abortion was Yvette.

When I came out of the operating room, Connor showed me something like heartache for the first time.

He walked over and hugged me, his tone rarely gentle.

"It's okay. If the baby's gone, it's gone. As long as you're fine."

I naively thought I had touched his heart back then. Now it seemed there was another story behind it.

Connor's friend continued talking:

"The doctor said Clara's situation was indeed dangerous, but with proper care, the baby might have been saved. But you went ahead and secretly sent her into the operating room without telling her, and the abortion left her with health problems."

"I really don't know what you were thinking. Connor, can you tell me?"

Hearing this, Connor's expression became complicated. Whether annoyed or something else, he lit a cigarette, squinted as he took a drag, and said irritably:

"What else could it be? At the time, I hadn't had enough fun yet. I didn't want to be a father so early!"

"Besides, Clara getting pregnant with my child was just trying to use it to control me. Our packs are just a political alliance. If a child affected the core interests of our Dubois pack, wouldn't that be counterproductive?"

"Damaging her body wasn't my intention. I'll compensate her later. And don't mention this again. If she finds out, she'll probably make a fuss again."

Hearing this, I couldn't control my trembling.

Overwhelming and desperate emotions nearly swallowed me whole. When I came to my senses, I had already walked in front of Connor.

With my appearance, the scene became so quiet only breathing could be heard.

In this situation, even Connor couldn't stay calm. A flash of panic crossed his eyes. He glanced at me somewhat guiltily and coughed lightly.

"Since you're here, come sit."

I didn't move or speak. The atmosphere became extremely awkward.

Seeing me like this, Connor felt embarrassed and frowned.

I knew this was a sign he was about to get angry. I used to fear his anger most, but now I just silently took out the divorce agreement I had prepared and placed it in front of him.

"Connor, I don't know when you'll have had enough fun, but I don't want to play along anymore. Sign this divorce agreement. After this, you can play however you want. I won't interfere anymore, and I'll never try to use a child to affect your Dubois pack's core interests."

"Let's end things here."