Farewell, Cruel Love

‘Would you bring me gifts that Regina doesn’t want?’

I laughed at myself and didn’t say anything. What was the point?

I went alone to get my medical report. Almost everyone in the hospital had been reassigned to care for Regina. I waited in the hallway for a long time. Finally, an intern walked in, looking a bit nervous and sorry.

"The car accident wasn’t too serious, just some scratches,” she said gently.

“But Miss Cooke, this was your second miscarriage. If you don’t take care of yourself properly, there could be long-term problems."

The intern looked like she wanted to say more. She might want to offer comfort to me. But before she could, someone called her to go do a prenatal checkup for Regina. I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, but the conversation wasn't quiet either.

“Why are you acting so kind in front of her?” someone said.

“Everyone knows she’s just Mrs. Purnell in name. Miss White is the real one in Mr. Purnell’s heart.”

“Now that Miss White is pregnant, that poor woman will be kicked out soon.”

My fingers tightened around the report. Their words didn’t even hurt anymore. I was too numb.

Everywhere I went, whether at the company or outside, if someone dared to speak up for me, Regina would find a way to fire them. I didn’t want anyone to get in trouble just because of me. So, I quietly left, holding the medical report close to my chest.

On the taxi ride home, fireworks lit up the night sky. Bright and loud, as if celebrating something amazing. The driver looked out the window and smiled.

“I heard the wife of the president of Purnell Co. is pregnant,” he said.

“They're setting off fireworks for a whole month. That’s how rich people show love, huh?”

His words felt like knives. I turned away and stared at my phone to distract myself. Unfortunately for me, the news was everywhere.

[Michael Purnell donates millions to churches for them to bless his pregnant wife.]

[Mr. Purnell clears out the entire city’s baby stores as he’s preparing for his baby with his wife.]

[The CEO of Purnell Co. builds hundreds of churches to pray for his wife and child’s safety.]

Michael was doing everything he could to show the world how much he cared about Regina and their baby. I couldn’t stop the bitterness from rising in my chest. When I lost my first child, I cried through the night, unable to sleep. I begged Michael to go with me to mourn for our baby.

However, he said I was bad luck. And then he said I ruined the mood he and Regina had just created. So, he left me alone on a cold and empty mountain.

It turned out that Michael didn’t hate children. He just didn’t want mine. To be exact, he just didn’t want me.

I swallowed the pain and walked into the mansion, dragging my tired body behind me. My steps were heavy. Everything hurt.

While I was packing my things, Michael walked in. He stared at the suitcase with confusion, like he couldn’t believe I was actually leaving.

“You don’t have to move out,” he said.

“I know you can’t bear to leave me. Just move into the guest room. Regina won’t mind, she’s kind.”

My injuries still ached. I stood up straight, holding the suitcase tightly.

“We’re already divorced. There’s no reason for me to stay here.”

“I don’t want anything else. Just give me back the shares from my dowry.”

Michael looked like he still wanted me to stay, but I didn’t care anymore.

“To avoid upsetting Regina,” I added.

“It’s better if none of my things are left behind.”

That finally got him moving. He went to the safe, unlocked it and began rummaging through it. After a while, he pulled out the contract. It was a crumpled and dirty paper from under the corner of the table.

He laughed awkwardly.

“Last time, Regina and I were playing in the study … I used it to stop the table from wobbling.”

I took the contract and slowly tried to flatten it. My hands were shaking.

Tears fell before I could stop them.

“Michael … you’ve gone too far.”

We were married. I gave everything for this marriage.

Even though the Cooke Family’s business wasn’t as big as the Purnell Family’s, it was still my parents’ life’s work. My mother gave me everything she had before she died, hoping it would make my future better in the Purnell Family.

But I had wasted it all for a man who didn’t care and a marriage that never loved me back.

I was indeed a fool for choosing this man.