A Gamble with Health

I copied the car dashcam footage onto a USB drive.

Then, I immediately contacted a lawyer and filed for divorce. Since Nicholas cheated during the marriage, I demanded that he leave with nothing.

After that, I went to the hospital and scheduled an abortion. Bringing this child into the world without a complete family would be irresponsible. So, not having the baby was the best choice.

Unfortunately, I never expected to run into Nicholas and Shereen at the hospital. They had just walked out of the gynecology department.

Nicholas had his arm wrapped around her, laughing and chatting intimately. They looked like a perfectly happy couple.

The moment he saw me, he quickly let go of her and hurried to explain, "I just came with Shereen for her checkup. Theresa, you know her husband passed away… She’s all alone…"

"Oh, I know." I smiled sweetly. "Nicky, make sure you take good care of her. She must be so pitiful on her own."

Nicholas grinned. "Theresa, you’re so understanding. That’s why you’re my wife. Come home tonight. I’ll cook for you."

If this were the past, I would’ve been thrilled to hear him say that, but now, I only felt disgusted.

"I have to work late. You take Shereen home and eat with her instead."

After I left, Shereen suddenly barged into my office. Her eyes were filled with malice as she slammed the door shut.

"Did you find out about my disease?"

"What are you talking about? I don’t understand." I played dumb, looking at her innocently.

"Today, after my blood test, the doctor told me I have HIV. I also had a blood test during my last checkup. You must’ve seen my results, right?"

"That’s your business. Whether I know or not doesn’t affect you."

She scoffed. "Smart choice. Let me warn you—don’t try anything funny. If you piss me off, I’ll make sure you’re the first person I infect."

With that, she turned and walked out.

Moments later, I stood by the window and saw Nicholas kiss her. Then, the two of them left together, looking as happy as ever.

He was probably taking her home. After all, I had just told him I wouldn’t be there tonight.

Sure enough, when I checked the security footage at home, I saw them cuddled up on the couch, passionately kissing.

Nicholas’s breath was heavy, his voice hoarse with desire. "Shereen… use your mouth…"

I gagged uncontrollably.

The security camera had actually been broken for a while, which was why Nicholas acted so recklessly, but this morning, before I left, I had someone fix it.

The dashcam footage only had their voices. Now, I finally had visual proof. With this, the evidence was complete.

…

The next morning, I sent the video to my lawyer.

A week later, Nicholas barged into my office, fuming with rage.

I was tidying up the meeting room when he stormed in.

"Theresa, what is this?"

It seemed like the court had summoned him.

I glanced up at him calmly. "This is a hospital. Please keep your voice down."

He ignored me and gritted his teeth. "Why are you divorcing me? What did I do wrong?"

I almost laughed. How could he have the audacity to ask that with a straight face?

Without a word, I played the security footage.

The moment he heard his own voice in the video, his face turned pale.

"It was just a mistake, Theresa! Listen, I only did it because I couldn't touch you. I lost control for a moment—"

Before he could finish, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Doctor, I forgot to ask—if a mother has HIV, can her baby be infected too?"

It was Shereen.