Leaving My Wife to Find the Best Version of Myself

In the end, Karen didn’t show up. She missed the appointment.

The day before, I had visited my parents and sister to tell them about everything. I saw my mother quietly wiping away tears, so I comforted her a bit.

I said, "It seems like the child and I just don’t have fate. Three months—it’s for the best. At least the child won’t have to suffer with me."

At the hospital, I waited and waited, but Karen never came. I called her several times, but no one answered.

Just as I was about to leave the hospital, I unexpectedly ran into Karen supporting Leon. He was wearing a hospital gown, his arm wrapped in bandages.

They both froze when they saw me. After a long moment, Karen spoke hesitantly, “What a coincidence. What are you doing at the hospital?”

I scoffed, “I had some business here, but it doesn’t matter anymore.”

With that, I turned to leave.

But she grabbed my arm. “What’s with your attitude? I’m pregnant with your child! Is this how you treat me?”

I looked at her coldly. “Are you even worthy of being a mother? I’m not keeping this child.”

“What are you talking about? Stop saying things out of anger!”

She took a deep breath and glanced at Leon. “Leon had a car accident the other day. I couldn’t just let him come to the hospital alone, could I?”

Such a convenient accident—one that left him with nothing but an injured arm.

I said, “Karen, next time, I hope you won’t be late in court.”

She froze, staring at me in disbelief. “What do you mean?”

“I mean I’m divorcing you.”

I stared at her steadily and she looked back at me with wide eyes, utterly shocked. After a long pause, she grabbed my arm tightly, nearly hysterical. “Impossible! Jordan, I’m telling you, I will never divorce you! We have a child! Don’t you want this child anymore? I’m the mother—”

“Are you even a man? You’re divorcing me while I’m pregnant?!”

I looked at her coldly. “This child is deformed. I made today’s hospital appointment to take you here to terminate the pregnancy.”

I shoved all the prenatal examination reports into her hands. "You’ve never cared about this child. You’ve never paid attention. Let’s get a divorce, Karen."

Leon stepped forward to pull her away. “Karen, just do what he said. Even without him, I’ll take care of you!”

“Get lost!”

Then, she suddenly gave Leon a hard slap, leaving him stunned. Then, she stumbled toward me, looking disheveled.

“No, no… Jordan, don’t leave, don’t leave… My stomach… it hurts, it really hurts…”

She staggered, then collapsed to the ground. I looked down and saw dark blood slowly staining her dress...