After My Husband Changed His Mind, I Decided to Leave

While negotiating with Daniel, Dolly and Cora stood by, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Especially Dolly, her eyes were about to pop out and fall to the ground.

She was unwilling to let me take away Daniel's property, but she was also afraid that I wouldn't divorce him, which would be detrimental to her grandson.

When I was packing my luggage, she stood outside the bedroom door and kept pointing fingers at me.

"If it were in our hometown, a woman who can't bear children would be hanged to apologize to her husband's family."

I couldn't be bothered to deal with her, but she kept talking and I couldn't help but retort, "There are still rules in our hometown. Useless old people over sixty have to be thrown into the mountains to feed the wolves."

"When are you going up the mountain, since you're already in your sixties?"

Dolly is sixty-three this year, and I made her so angry that she walked unsteadily.

Daniel is fine, leaning against the door watching me pack, with an unclear expression.

I left with my suitcase, and on the way, he suddenly said, "Actually, you don't have to leave."

"I don't have such a good tolerance to share a room with the other woman."

I walked straight past him and headed towards the door.

When I reached the door, I suddenly turned around and looked straight at Cora.

She was startled and couldn't hide the expression on her face. She could only awkwardly force a smile, trying to maintain her innocent and pure image.

After a long time, I sneered.

"Daniel, you will regret it."

I glanced at Cora's belly with a meaningful look and left gracefully.