If You Don't Love Me, Go Away!

Our eyes met. It was the girl whose WhatsApp was pinned by Elvis.

Elvis blocked me in front of him.

"Jessica, go back. I will explain to you later."

I didn't move.

"Who is she, and why can she enter our residence?"

Elvis's face sank, "Jessica, stop making trouble. I just said for you to go in first!"

This was the first time Elvis had spoken to me in such a harsh tone.

The girl was angry just now, but now she was laughing triumphantly.

"Yes, we celebrate every anniversary here, and the security guards here know me!"

Every one?

Is their anniversary around Christmas? Every Christmas after our marriage, Elvis would send me back to my parents' home in advance.

He said I was my parents' good girl, and I should accompany them at Christmas.

I didn't think I married the wrong person at that time. I wanted to be with Elvis for the rest of my life.

But he wanted to make room for another woman!

There was no need to guess. It was that girl who made the unreasonable request. What surprised me was that Elvis indulged her.

He was a principled person to everyone, including himself.

But he indulged her.

"Jessica, I don't want to say it for the third time. Go back first!"

Elvis lowered his voice and shouted at me.

That girl followed me home and provoked me unreasonably, but he never said a harsh word to her.

But he shouted at me for her. My parents had never shouted at me like this.

Also, he stood in front of me, was he protecting her?

The girl escaped from him and rushed towards me.

She was holding a paper report in her hand, and I caught sight of the words 'Maternity Hospital'.

I was afraid and tried to push her away.

Before I could touch her, I was forcefully pushed back.

Elvis protected the girl in his arms once again.

"Jessica, have you gone crazy! Lara is pregnant!"

There was something exploded in my mind, buzzing loudly.

He said he didn't like children, and he wasn't in a hurry to have kids. It was all an excuse.

He just didn't like the children I give birth to.

Elvis took that girl away and didn't come back all night.

I sat on the sofa until dawn.

Elvis didn't answer the phone, and he didn't reply to the messages I sent him.

He didn't even give a fake explanation!

After seven o'clock in the morning, there was a sound of opening the door at the entrance.

I thought it was Elvis who came back, but when I turned my head, I saw two people.