Year 5 of Marriage: I Sent His Mistress Abroad, and He Lost His Mind
Chapter 3
My father asked for three days to prepare.
Since we had already offended the Sullivan family, we no longer had a place in this country.
I took this opportunity to schedule an abortion for that day.
Since the love was gone, there was really no need to keep Xavier's child.
There would be plenty of young girls to bear children for him anyway.
But the doctor said my gestational sac was too large and could only be handled through induced labor, which required hospitalization.
But I could only stay in this city for three days, so I had no choice but to postpone this matter.
On the way back, I consulted a lawyer about divorce.
When they heard it was Xavier Sullivan's case, they all backed out.
"Mrs. Sullivan, Mr. Sullivan's company has a professional legal team. I'm afraid we're not qualified to intervene in this matter."
I understood and didn't push them.
After marrying Xavier, I became a full-time housewife. He said he didn't want me in the public eye, and I foolishly listened for five years.
Now all my social connections have gone through Xavier's hands. I can't even find anyone to help me.
It doesn't matter. Once he brings Mia back, the divorce should be easy.
I roughly sorted through the things at home.
I didn't take any valuables, just some seasonal clothes and identification documents.
Pregnancy always made me tired. By evening, I had fallen asleep on the sofa while packing.
Until the next day, when the door to my house was opened from the outside.
I sat up in fright.
To my surprise, Xavier had returned.
And he was holding hands with a young girl - Mia.
She looked especially fresh-faced. Photos probably only captured half of her beauty.
Mia was carrying several luxury brand shopping bags, and the diamonds on her high heels nearly blinded me.
It seems he had already placated her.
My heart sank. I really didn't expect Xavier to come back so quickly.
I couldn't help but put my hand on my neck.
The feeling of suffocation seemed to return, and I was actually a little afraid of Xavier.
I swallowed hard, unable to resist standing up from the sofa.
Xavier brought Mia in front of me. In front of me, he smiled and tidied Mia's hair, then turned to look at me with a bland expression.
"Aria, apologize to Mia."