My Sweetheart Is the Male Protagonist of the Pornographic Novel

I shook my head. "It's disgusting to see her. Let’s dismiss her."

I wanted to dismiss Mia, hoping to start over for the sake of our child.

Young Eleanor’s words shad left me dazed. I couldn’t believe Benjamin had changed.

The man who loved me so deeply--how could he just change like that?

I didn’t understand my own feelings.

Was it resentment?

Or was it that I didn’t want to disappoint the girl I used to be?

After much thought, I decided to give Benjamin a chance.

Dismissing Mia could be our fresh start.

What if everything in my dream was false?

What if Benjamin still loved me?

"No way!

"I won’t agree to that!

"Mia is just young and she didn't do anything wrong. Why should we dismiss her?"

Benjamin’s voice was cold, his expression grim, though he softened it to defend Mia. "Eleanor, are you feeling unwell? Is that why you’re talking nonsense? I know Mia is young and a bit clumsy, but she’ll improve."

"... Fine."

I relented, feeling as though a knife had plunged into my heart.

I had envisioned this scene, yet I refused to believe it.

I didn’t want to accept that ten years of our life together could be undone by three months with someone else.

But I had lost, utterly and completely

There was no room for "what ifs."

At that moment of realization, there was no turning back.

I smiled bitterly.

Benjamin seemed pleased with my compliance. As he sighed in relief, I looked up and met his unfamiliar gaze, a tremor running through me. I kept my smile steady as I spoke softly, "Let’s divorce.

"Benjamin, let's get a divorce."