Disappointments Accumulate, Love Has Disappeared

When I found out I had been cheated on, I felt a mix of anger and unexpected relief.

The truth was, I no longer loved her, so her betrayal didn't sting as much as it might have.

But Sophie's shameless attitude truly infuriated me.

"So tell me, where exactly am I being dirty?"

I asked seriously.

Sophie shot back, "The baby in my belly is Ethan's, but we didn't do anything; it was artificial insemination."

"So what?"

I nearly laughed at her absurdity.

"What do you mean 'so what'?" she pressed.

"Kyle, don't you have any compassion? Ethan has faced immense pressure from his family because of his sexual orientation. He wants a child to ease their worries."

"And since we grew up together, I have an obligation to help him!" she continued.

"Would you really want to see Ethan suffer under that pressure?"

Her self-righteousness was astounding, as if she had performed some grand act of charity.

I couldn't help but laugh at the sheer absurdity of it all.

"Sophie, we've been married for years, and you wouldn't even consider having a child with me. You publicly declared today that no man is worth the suffering of ten months of pregnancy. Yet here you are, pregnant with another man's child. Where's your dignity?"

I coldly asked.

Sophie glared at me and said, "So you're still upset because I won't have your child? You're so petty; I'm just disappointed in you!"

"Enough! I really don't want to waste my time arguing with your ridiculous logic," I waved my hand dismissively.

"I'll prepare the divorce papers, and you should hurry up and move out."

With that, I turned to leave.

Ethan suddenly cried out, "Sophie, if you two get divorced, our baby will be born into a single-parent household!"

He was clearly hoping Sophie would take this opportunity to declare she'd marry him, thus avoiding any talk of single parenthood.

But Sophie grabbed me by the arm with disgust in her eyes and said, "Kyle, stop making a scene! You heard what was said; if we divorce, this baby will be raised without both parents. You can't be so cold-hearted!"

"So what do you mean?" I asked.

"You're suggesting we stay married and raise the child together with Ethan?"

I wanted to knock some sense into her; it was unbelievable.

Ethan jumped in again, "Kyle, you don't need to worry about this. Once the baby is born, I'll be around to help take care of it."

"And then we'll all live happily together as a family of four?"

I couldn't help but laugh again in disbelief.

Ethan nodded earnestly. "Kyle, isn't that a good thing?"

"Good? Are you out of your mind?"

"Sophie has no brains; do you think I'm an idiot too? What normal man would allow his wife to carry another man's child?"

I scoffed and shrugged off Sophie's grip as I headed for the door.

"Kyle, that's so rude! How can you talk like that?"

Sophie rushed after me.

I turned to give her a cold look and said flatly, "Sophie, we're adults here; let's keep some dignity and sort out this divorce quickly."

Then I stepped back toward Ethan and looked at his pretentious face before throwing a punch that sent him crashing to the floor with blood pouring from his nose.

"That punch was a warning: stay out of my way," I warned him.

"If I were you, I'd focus on living with Sophie the trash instead of bothering me!"

As I turned to leave again, Sophie shouted after me, "Kyle! You've lost your mind! How can you hit someone?"

"And who are you calling trash? I'm still your wife!"

Sophie yelled as she lunged at me.

In one swift motion, I slapped her across the face hard enough to send her sprawling to the ground. "Listen closely, Sophie: when I loved you, there were many things I could tolerate. But now that I've stopped loving you, think carefully about yourself and remember how we got together in the first place!"

Sophie seemed unable to believe that I would actually hit her. But as she looked into my eyes and saw my resolve, panic flickered across her face.

After leaving the villa, I drove to the spacious apartment near my company.

I had purchased this place some time ago but rarely stayed here.

After a quick tidying up, I dove into work.

The company was currently handling a massive project, and the blueprints were in the final stages; they needed to be completed urgently.

In the past, Sophie might have affected my mood and hindered my ability to work.

However, with her absence, I felt a sense of relief.

I pushed through until midnight, finishing the final touches on the project.

After a few hours of sleep, I headed straight to the office.

Such a significant project required the final design draft to be presented at the board meeting.

In the conference room, while discussing project issues with the board members, the door was suddenly flung open.

Sophie stormed in with Ethan and a dozen security guards.

Ethan was dressed in a well-tailored suit, no longer appearing effeminate; his face radiated smugness.

"Kyle, you're fired! Leave now!"

Ethan pointed at me as if I were a dog being shooed away.