The Price of Living Apart Together with My Husband

With a crash, the champagne tower shattered into pieces.

The guests around us gasped and quickly stepped back.

Andrew was only focused on protecting Kasey and the baby in her belly. He looked at me with disappointment.

Molly let out a wail and clung to my neck. Only in my embrace could my precious daughter release all the frustration she had been holding inside.

I patted Molly's back, my gaze icy as I looked at Andrew.

"This is my private property. You've occupied my yard without my consent, and I'll definitely call the police to get justice!"

But to my surprise, Andrew knocked my phone out of my hand.

He lowered his voice and warned me, "Don't cause a scene here, Mia. Today's really important to me, so just bear with it for now."

He gripped my wrist tightly and tried to pull me into the house. But unexpectedly, Kasey stepped in front of me and glared at me venomously.

"Andrew, she has ruined our special day! I want her to kneel and apologize!"

Andrew didn't dare to lay a hand on me, but his family nearby grabbed hold of me and pinned me violently to the ground.

Afraid of Molly getting hurt, I desperately shielded her in my arms. My hands, face, and body were cut and bleeding from the glass shards, the pain searing through me.

Molly clung tightly to my neck, trying to protect me with her tiny body.

"Don't hit my mommy! Please, don't hit my mommy!"

I couldn't hold back the tears when I heard Molly's fearful voice.

It was my fault! I shouldn't have let love blind me, thinking that as long as I tried hard enough, the Sonovan family would accept me.

Andrew looked at me through the crowd. But the moment our eyes met, he turned away. The pain in my heart was a hundred times worse than the physical agony.

I had to remember this feeling. From now on, I would sever all ties with Andrew. We would have nothing to do with each other anymore!

Molly broke free from my arms and ran to the Sonovan family, clinging to their legs and begging them.

"This is all my fault. I was the one who wanted to come here. Please don't hit my mommy anymore. If you want to hit anyone, hit me!"

But the Sonovan family kicked Molly away.

"Molly!"

Both Andrew and I cried out in shock.

Molly crashed heavily into the wall. Andrew reached her before me, and he scooped her up.

"Sir, hit me. Don't hit Mommy anymore."

I grabbed a handful of broken glass and shoved my way through the crowd like a madwoman, snatching Molly back into my arms.

"Molly! Molly, this is all my fault. I'm taking you to the doctor. Molly!"

Andrew saw me stumbling away and instinctively started to come after us, but Kasey grabbed his hand.

I didn't look back. I would never forgive anyone who hurt my daughter, not even her own father.

Thankfully, Molly's injuries were only superficial. None of her vital organs had been harmed.

The day Molly was discharged from the hospital happened to be the day before we were set to leave.

Andrew never came to visit. He only sent someone to return my phone.

"Mia, I really have my reasons. Wait for me. I promise I'll give you and Molly an explanation."

But his so-called explanation was nothing more than the news of his marriage alliance of the century with Kasey.

Even though I hadn't been paying attention to their situation, the news still managed to reach me from all directions.

On the day we were leaving, I had the place we had been living in cleaned and sold at the fastest speed.

I sat in the airport lounge, holding Molly in my arms. Just then, after days of silence, Andrew called.

I hung up on him several times, but he kept calling back. Just as I was about to turn off my phone, I accidentally hit the answer button.

"Mia, you finally picked up—"

Before he could finish, the airport announcement blared over the speaker.

"Mia, where are you and Molly going? Please, listen to me. I can explain. I—"

I cut him off. "Andrew, we're done. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other anymore."

After saying that, I turned off my phone.