My Love was Lost in Time

I thought that not answering the phone would give me a temporary escape from the problem, but Rita's call came through within a few minutes.

I answered.

"Harrison Moore, what's the point of doing this? I told you that I don't want a baby now. Do you have to complain to my mother?

"And, did you arrange for someone to intercept my important projects halfway to force me to resign? Save your energy, even if I resign, I won't stay at home to give birth to a child for you."

I took a deep breath, unable to believe that I was seen as such a vile and unprincipled person in Rita's eyes.

Yes, I did talk to her mother about this.

But the truth was that her mother took the initiative to ask why we still hadn't had a child.

I bitterly smiled and made up an excuse that I was too busy with my career.

I didn't say a single bad thing about Rita throughout the conversation.

As for intercepting her projects, it was just a rumor.

But since Rita said it, I had someone investigate it just to be sure.

"Rita, let's talk," I said.

My heart was dead silent. Perhaps there was really no need for this relationship to exist.

Up until now, it had always been just me trying to keep it.

I was so tired.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Rita finally returned home.

She was still reeking of alcohol. She must have just finished a banquet.

This time, I didn't prepare milk for her. Instead, I took out the contract I had prepared in the afternoon.

"Take a look. Sign it if there are no problems."

Before Rita could take a look, she ran to the bathroom to vomit.

Watching her throw up violently, I still couldn't bring myself to go to the kitchen and prepare a glass of milk.

Well, this would be the last time.

As usual, she frowned before drinking the milk in one gulp.

"You're not feeling well. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Divorce was not a small matter.

I hoped we could part ways amicably when we were both sober.

Rita ignored my suggestion and walked straight to the table to pick up the contract and flip through it.

She frowned and looked impatient.

"Nick, what are you up to now? You're divorcing me just because I don't want to have a baby. You're so unreasonable."

I placed the investigation materials I found today in front of her.

"I didn't participate in the project from beginning to end, so I don't know. I contacted some acquaintances of the other party's company. They said that they thought you were unprofessional because there were several mistakes in your bid document, so they chose another company, exactly the one I work for."

Rita looked a bit lost, not sure what she was thinking.

Maybe she was thinking about Aaron, after all, the bid documents were all prepared by him.

"As for your mother, I just said that I don't want a child for the time being. I didn't mention you. Maybe she just wanted to have a grandson, so she urged you."

She looked a little embarrassed and said lightly.

"Well, even if I wronged you this time, you don't have to ask for a divorce."

I shook my head. "It's not because of that."

Rita frowned and asked in return.

"Then what is it? Harrison, can't you be more mature? I've already said it's a crucial time for me to advance in my career. It's not appropriate for me to have a child."

I directly handed her the phone and played the video.

I thought she would panic and hurry to explain to me, but she didn't.

Rita watched the video calmly without changing her expression.

She was still puzzled. "Is it just because Aaron shot a video?"

I moved closer to Rita and leaned in to kiss her.

She tilted her head and avoided it.