Escaping From A Failed Marriage was My Successful Decision

Ezra nodded smugly. "Exactly. Besides, if this child really is mine, I have every right to decide whether it stays or goes. And if it’s not? Then you cheated, which gives me even more reason to get rid of this unwanted little bastard.”

Their callous words sent a flash of rage through me, nearly enough to make me cough up blood. “If you didn’t want this baby, you could have just told me! I’d have agreed to an abortion and a divorce. But drugging me? That’s a crime!”

Ezra and Athena exchanged a knowing look before erupting in laughter.

Ezra’s laugh was so deep it nearly left him breathless. “You’re really going to lecture me on legality? Didn’t you say at our arranged marriage meeting that you planned on never having children? You conned me into marriage, now, isn’t that fraud?”

Athena nodded smugly, a mocking smile on her face. “Exactly, just like I read about recently. They call that marriage fraud.”

With her backing, Ezra’s self-righteousness only grew. “And getting pregnant without my consent, binding me to this for life, isn’t that a crime as well?”

Part 3

Seeing my silence, Athena immediately retrieved a divorce agreement she had prepared in advance from the drawer. “Sign this and we’ll let you go to the hospital. Otherwise…”

I wanted to sign immediately, but a sudden wave of pain seized my abdomen, forcing me to hesitate.

Noticing my reluctance, Athena rolled her eyes and said, “Stop pretending. It’s just a miscarriage; how painful can it really be? This divorce agreement is more than fair. We’re not asking for the house or the car and we’re leaving you all the savings. Ezra is essentially walking away with nothing, so don’t act like it’s not enough.”

I rolled my eyes internally.

It was absurd.

The house and car were my premarital assets; who were they to act as if they were bestowing them upon me?

Ezra mistook my silence for reluctance and frowned. “I know you have feelings for me and you won’t find a better man than me. But what’s the point of holding on? Marriage should be about supporting each other until the end. When you’re old and sick, I won’t be there to care for you. Clinging to me will only lead to misery in your later years. Why put yourself through that?”

He wasn’t entirely wrong. I scoffed, “Yes, you’re definitely not going to be there for me in my old age.”

After all, without this child’s umbilical cord blood, he wouldn’t survive more than a year.

But Ezra failed to grasp the hidden meaning in my words.

Instead, he nodded and retorted, “Exactly. Since you understand that, just sign the papers. I’m not threatening you. If you refuse, my mom and I will lock the door and take a walk, leaving you alone to think it over. If something happens to you here, like bleeding out too much, that won’t be on me.”

Athena’s eyes turned cold at this. “Right. Divorce benefits you, but widowhood benefits Ezra. Don’t you think?”

At that moment, there was no room left for misunderstanding.

I quickly nodded. “Fine, I’ll sign.”

Part 4

I picked up the pen, my hands trembling from the pain, struggling to maintain my grip.

I wanted to wait for the discomfort to ease, but a bitter smile crept onto my lips.

“You’ll both regret treating me this way someday. I’ll be there to witness your tears and hear your pleas for forgiveness…” I warned.

Ezra had been pleased to see me ready to sign, but my words quickly shifted his mood. He dismissed my warning with irritation. “Regret? The only regret I have is marrying you in the first place. After Aurora left the country in anger following our fight, I decided to spite her by going on an arranged marriage meeting and choosing to marry you.”