Chapter 4

He jerked his head up, his face full of shock.

"Didn't you cheat? Didn't you desperately want to get rid of me?"

"I was just messing with you—it was a joke. Did you actually believe it?"

I laughed lightly.

"This house was left to me by my dad. Why should I move out? I'm going to drag this out with you."

Damian collapsed to the floor, his face ashen.

"If you won't divorce me, Chloe's parents will kill me!"

He grabbed his hair, shouting in complete breakdown.

"That's your problem, nothing to do with me."

I kicked him aside and shut the door.

The next day, I timed it perfectly and went downstairs.

Chloe was sneaking out wearing a mask to throw away trash.

Once glamorous, she now had greasy hair and a sallow complexion.

Seeing me, she turned to run as if she'd seen a ghost.

"What are you running from? Afraid I'll eat you?"

She watched me warily. "What else do you want? Damian doesn't want you anymore!"

I scoffed and leaned close to her ear.

"He doesn't want me? Last night he was on his knees begging for my forgiveness."

Chloe's eyes went wide. "You're lying! He said today he'd divorce you!"

"Divorce? He hasn't even drafted the agreement."

"He personally promised me this house will always be mine, to support me in my old age."

"As for you, his exact words were: Chloe is just a breeding tool. Once she gives birth, he'll give her some money and send her away."

"You're lying! Damian isn't that kind of person!"

Chloe was shaking with rage, her nails digging deep into her palms.

"Don't believe me? Then go ask him why he still refuses to go to the courthouse with me."

I glanced contemptuously at her belly and turned to leave.

Back upstairs, I took out my phone.

It contained dozens of chat screenshots.

Recently, to recover his performance metrics, Damian had been frantically flattering a "wealthy female client."

He had no idea this generous woman was someone I'd hired.

In the chat records, Damian was extremely obsequious.

"Baby, I'm so sick of those two crazy women at home."

"Some bitch got pregnant and uses that lump of flesh in her belly to pressure me for fifty thousand and marriage every day. She should take a good look at herself in the mirror—as if she's worthy."

"You're so much better—understanding and considerate. Once I get rid of them both, I'll come keep you company."

I packaged these screenshots and sent them directly to Chloe's SnapChat.

Calculating the time, my mother-in-law should be downstairs serving her right about now.

Sure enough, in less than three seconds, ear-splitting screams erupted from downstairs.

"Damian! Get back here right now!"

The downstairs door wasn't closed properly, and the arguing came through clearly.

"What are you yelling about! What if something happens to the baby in your belly? Hurry up and take your medicine. Your main task right now is to give me a child!"

"Give birth for your ass!"

Chloe completely lost it, accompanied by the crisp sound of a water glass shattering.

"Damian is garbage! A scumbag juggling three boats!"

"He lied and said he'd transfer the house to me, but behind my back he told his wife I'm a breeding tool!"

"Now he's out there seducing some old woman! Absolutely disgusting!"

Immediately after, urgent footsteps echoed in the hallway.

Damian came running back out of breath.

"Chloe, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"

"You still have the nerve to ask!" Chloe shrieked. "Look at your phone yourself!"

Damian clearly saw those screenshots, his voice instantly panicking.

"Chloe, let me explain! That was all to close a business deal! That woman is a client!"

"A client? Does doing business require you to call me a crazy woman who's forcing you into marriage?"

"You're a complete liar! You want to get something for nothing—make me have your baby for free!"

My mother-in-law heard this and wasn't having it.

"What do you mean for free? Bitch, you're lucky to marry my son!"

"Hurry up and drink this medicine! If you hurt my grandson, I won't forgive you!"

"I'll make your whole family unable to have descendants!"

Chloe screamed hysterically.

"I'm going to abort this bastard right now! None of you will get a single cent!"

"You dare!"

My mother-in-law shrieked.

Then came violent shoving sounds, followed by Chloe's painful screams.