The Wife is Pregnant with Her Lover’s Child

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I hurriedly took leave and searched everywhere for my wife's whereabouts.

Half the day had passed, and I was filled with unease, as if something important was slipping away quietly.

With no results, I could only walk home dejectedly, hoping my wife had safely returned home.

Passing by the garden downstairs, I faintly heard a familiar voice and followed the sound.

Under the dim streetlight, Evelyn was sitting on a bench with a man.

I was about to speak when I saw the man's hand touch my wife's belly.

"Evelyn, does it still hurt?"

"The doctor said the baby was a boy and very healthy! I didn't expect you to go to such lengths for me!"

Hearing this, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in my heart, like a sharp stab.

"It doesn't hurt, Noah! As long as I can be by your side, I can endure any hardship!"

"It's just an unformed child, it's gone now. After all, it wasn't your child!"

"Noah, once I recover, I'll immediately give you a healthy son!"

The man was extremely moved and couldn't help but embrace the pale Evelyn.

In their deep affection, they moved closer, their lips meeting in a tender, passionate kiss...

But I felt like I had suddenly fallen into an icy river, my body weak, with a sharp pain in my chest.

That man was Noah, Evelyn's first love.

In the past, Evelyn was very delicate, even a small bruise would make her complain for a long time.

Now she had aborted our child for him and even promised to have his child.

She didn't mind the hardships of pregnancy. She just didn't love me and didn't want to carry my child!

I stepped forward, pulled them apart, and punched the man in the face.

Evelyn seemed to wake up suddenly, got up, and stood in front of Noah.

"Quinn, are you crazy?!"

"If anything happens to Noah, I won't forgive you!"

My sorrowful gaze gradually lowered to her once slightly swollen belly, now flat.

Now I understood Evelyn's resolute reason. I was nothing but a joke.

For five years, I loved Evelyn so much.

Now, seeing Evelyn harm my child for another man, how could I not be furious?

"Evelyn, don't forget, you are my wife!"

At this point, sadly, I had only the legal title left to protect my pathetic dignity.

Noah was special to Evelyn. She had always thought about him.

Now, just by coming back, Evelyn couldn't wait to abort my child and be with him.

Evelyn's face grew even paler as she turned slightly and smiled at Noah.

"Noah, you go back first! I'll deal with him!"

Then she turned back, coldly blocking me from moving forward.

Noah sneered at me before turning and disappearing.

Evelyn turned and went upstairs by herself.

She opened the door, bent down holding her belly, and changed her shoes.

Watching Evelyn's shaky body, a trace of heartache involuntarily passed through me.

I gritted my teeth, my hands at my sides clenching and unclenching, finally taking a step to help her.

But she dodged away, passing by me and wearily collapsing on the sofa.

Her hand habitually touched her belly, but it was no longer the roundness she expected.

She paused, changed direction, and rubbed her tightly knit brows.

"Evelyn, why?"

"Quinn, let's divorce!"

We spoke at the same time.

Her voice was soft, but to my ears, it was deafening.