Betrayed While Pregnant, Walking Away From a Loveless Marriage

For the fifth year, Kairo Harrison came back to the family, and I got pregnant again.

After receiving the prenatal checkup results, I went back to the old villa to celebrate, but the present Kairo gave me was a collection of intimate photos showing him cheating with a nurse, along with a recording.

I clicked it open, trembling, and Kairo's confused and passionate voice came out.

[Kairo, do you still love me?]

Without hesitation, he answered.

[You're the one I love the most, of course. You know that all these years, whenever I see the scar on her belly, I feel disgusted.]

At that moment, my heart felt completely dead.

Five years earlier, when I was seven months pregnant, Kairo had already fallen in love with a nurse at first sight while accompanying me to a prenatal checkup.

They were like dry fire and strong fire, and didn't care who was watching.

I asked for a divorce. When my heart felt dead inside, and I was about to leave, the nurse brought kidnappers into the villa.

To protect herself, she shoved me forward to take the knife.

I blocked the knife that time, and because of that, I lost the child and nearly became paralyzed.

Out of guilt, Kairo came back to the family.

Since then, the nurse had gone missing with no trace left behind.

Unexpectedly, at eight months into my pregnancy, they once again showed up on the trending searches.

Ten minutes earlier, he had been with me for a prenatal exam; ten minutes later, he was already in bed with the nurse.

Everyone was waiting for my response, believing I'd behave like before and make a life-and-death scene.

I simply said in a calm tone, "Push the trending topic even further."

This time, I wouldn't hold back my anger anymore.

I would take the baby in my womb and leave Kairo completely!

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Cordelia Harrison froze in place, rushing to explain, "Azalea Gibson, you were wronged. I'll call that jerk now and make him come back!"

I understood she meant to quietly cover this situation.

I relaxed my face and answered simply, "No need."

At that moment, the voices nearby reached my ears.

"Isn't this the woman President Harrison cheated with five years ago? Back then, it was a big scene, and everyone could see they were serious. I heard President Harrison and Mrs. Harrison even got a divorce!"

"I heard that during that time, the nurse even led kidnappers to the Harrison family. In the end, Mrs. Harrison, who was seven months pregnant, was forced to take the knife, fell down the stairs, and almost ended up paralyzed! But President Harrison still showed concern for that nurse."

"At that time in the hospital, no matter how Mrs. Harrison called him, even when President Harrison's mother tried to reach him, he did not respond. He insisted on staying beside that nurse, and in the end, Mrs. Harrison's child was completely lost."

I paid no attention and went on dealing with the divorce papers.

They were right. At that time, I was forced forward to take the knife, yet Kairo still remained beside Madeline.

If the child had not been gone, he would not have felt regret or returned to the family.

Five years earlier, due to leftover feelings and family pressure, I chose to forgive Kairo.

Five years later, I would not make that same mistake again.

With this in mind, I pulled out my phone and sent a text to the lawyer.

[I need a divorce. Please assist me in preparing a divorce agreement.]

The lawyer felt very surprised.

Everyone knew I deeply loved Kairo, even accepting his unfaithfulness.

How could I ever choose divorce?

Yet at this time, I truly suggested it.

I forwarded the blood-covered pictures from five years earlier, the abortion document, and the calls that were ended again and again.

Together with the bed images Madeline once sent me of her with Kairo, plus today's viral intimate photos and recording, I sent them all to the lawyer.

The lawyer did not speak further, only reminding me that Kairo had to sign the divorce agreement.

After I said yes, I printed the divorce agreement and turned back.

Kairo was standing just behind me.

He looked at my hand and frowned.

"What are you holding there? A divorce agreement? You want to divorce me?"