He Cheated, so I Upgraded

After making sure the divorce papers were signed, I turned and made my way to the bedroom.

All the designer outfits, bags, and luxury pieces I left at the Donaldson residence meant nothing to me, so they could stay.

But there was one thing I had to take with me—a gold hairpin my late grandma had left me. It was a family heirloom.

When I returned to the bedroom, the unfamiliar interior furnishings stopped me cold. All my clothes and belongings were gone.

The air carried the scent of another woman's perfume.

Wasn't this Valeria's scent? It seemed she had taken over my bedroom in my absence.

Just as I was searching for the gold hairpin, Wayne unexpectedly returned. He paced briefly behind me before saying, "Look… I overreacted today and embarrassed you in front of everyone. But I'm the head of the Donaldsons, so I have to be fair to maintain respect. If you'd just go and apologize to Valeria…"

"Excuse me," I said, completely ignoring his words.

He grabbed my wrist and anxiously snapped, "I told you! Valeria and I aren't like what you think!"

His desperation was almost funny to me, so I chuckled and asked in return, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Please don't do this, Shelby," he said. "The Donaldsons need an heir, and since you can't conceive, why won't you let another woman carry on the Donaldson family name?"

I jerked my head up and gawked at him in disbelief.

Had Wayne forgotten that three years ago, he had driven drunk and landed in a car crash that nearly killed him?

I had desperately dragged him out of the wreckage, and when it exploded, the shrapnel had caused me severe injuries.

When the doctors announced that I might never conceive again, he swore with red-rimmed eyes, "You're all I need in this lifetime, Shelby."

But now, he had forgotten that vow and let another woman bear his child behind my back.

Seemingly realizing he had misspoken, he turned away and added, "Whatever. There's a family dinner tonight, so don't forget to be there."

After a pause, he explained, "This room is the quietest in the house, and Valeria needs rest, so she and the baby will be staying here for now. I've moved your belongings to the storage room in the south wing.

Do this for me, Shelby. Don't cause trouble today and tarnish your reputation as Mrs. Donaldson."

I gave him a long, cold look and walked out. Since I was leaving, which room I stayed in no longer mattered.

I found the gold hairpin in the storage room and carefully tucked it away. After removing the wedding ring from my finger, I casually tossed it into the trash can.