
My Ex-husband Cried and Begged for Remarriage
Chapter 5
After the doctor repeatedly confirmed that I wanted to have an abortion, he reluctantly scheduled the surgery for the next day.
I didn't want to go home, so I checked into the hospital.
Five days later, Michael tracked me down at the hospital using my location.
He looked impatient and asked, "My mom said you're not answering her calls. What's your deal?
"It's just a few stitches in your foot. You think you've got some special privilege?"
I didn't want to argue with him, so I got straight to the point.
"Let's find some time today to get divorced."
Michael stared at me blankly. When he realized I wasn't joking, he was stunned.
"My mom's been nagging us to go back home for some supplements today. Let's talk about the divorce another day."
I thought about it and decided to return to the residence with him to settle the divorce.
When we arrived, we discovered his mom had moved up her 60th birthday celebration.
To my surprise, Gianna was also on the guest list.
Michael immediately gave me a cold look.
"Is this your doing again? Don't you know my mom hates Gianna? Do you have to drive her to the edge?"
I rolled my eyes at him like he was an idiot.
"If you two wanted to keep it a secret, you shouldn't have flaunted your affection!
"Besides, she's got legs. I didn't have the power to drag her here!"
When his mom saw me, she smiled and pulled me to her side.
"Sofia, you haven't been home in half a month. I've missed you!"
As soon as she said that, Gianna's face turned a shade paler.
It was clear that his mom had invited her just to embarrass her.
Yet she was still not ready to give up.
She lifted her chin and walked over to Michael, looking shy.
"Michael, I just wanted to come celebrate with your mom. You're not mad I didn't tell you, are you?"
After saying that, she presented a painting to his mom as if offering a gift.
"Mrs. White, I came across this authentic piece by Master Miller. I hope you'll accept it as a token of my appreciation."
His mom's eyes lit up immediately, but she looked at me with some hesitation.
This was a piece by her favorite artist. It was no surprise she was tempted and conflicted.
I shot Michael a deep, cold look. One so intense he couldn't meet my eyes.
This was clearly the birthday gift I had found for his mom's 60th birthday, and he had secretly given it to Gianna!
This was too much!
After enduring a year of this nonsense, I wasn't going to tolerate it anymore.
All the guests were shocked by what I did next.