What’s Mine Is Hers

"Divorce? What are you playing at now?" Jasper was startled when I mentioned divorce.

He flung down the baby's things he had just packed up and began hurling abuse at me. "All you do is make a fuss! Haven't you had enough? Will you only regret this if I agree to divorce you?

"Didn't I already explain things to you? Nicole's baby is gone, and she doesn't want anything. All she wants is a baby. She's already in such a pitiful state. Why can't you just give her the baby?"

The wound on my abdomen was hurting again. I forced myself to endure the pain and looked up at him. "She can have whatever she wants. Give me my baby back."

Jasper immediately threw the things he was holding down in front of me angrily. "Aria, have you had enough? I've explained this to you countless times. She and I are innocent! Nothing is going on between us!

"Normally, I don't care if you get jealous, but why must you make things difficult for me at a time like this? Nicole is right. You're just too jealous, and you're so cold-blooded! You have no compassion at all!"

I was in so much pain that I could not speak. I had broken out in a cold sweat.

Just then, the doorbell suddenly started ringing incessantly. Seeing that I was sitting on the sofa without moving, Jasper went to open the door.

"Hello. Is Ms. Carlton at home? I'm the nurse who's come to take care of her—"

But before the nurse could finish, Jasper said harshly, "She doesn't need you! Get lost!" Then, he closed the door with a loud bang.

He turned and saw that I was leaning against the sofa, tears streaming down my face from the pain.

Jasper's expression changed, and he walked straight over to me. "What's the matter with you? You've been training as a dancer since you were young. Haven't you always been healthy?

"Nicole's always had a weak constitution, and she's always sick with something or other. She even had a stillbirth, but even so, she wasn't as in much discomfort as you are now.

"You're not faking it, are you? I think you are faking it. Don't you normally get up to all kinds of things because your health allows you to? I've never seen you get hurt.

"You only gave birth to a baby. Why did you have to be so pretentious and get a nurse? Nicole's so much stronger than you are. I sent her to a sanatorium, and she was actually worried about wasting money."

So I wasn't even worthy of having a nurse after giving birth? Nicole only had to whimper for her to take my place at the sanatorium and take everything that had originally been mine!

I clenched my teeth and forced myself to hold on as I stuffed the painkiller on the table into my mouth. I lay back on the sofa and caught my breath.

Jasper brought me a bowl of soup that was already cold. It had a film of oil floating on its surface.

"Drink this. Nicole asked the people at the sanatorium to pack this up for you. She said that you just had a baby as well, and you'll need nourishment to get your strength back.

"However, you can't be as unwell as Nicole is. She was at death's door when she gave birth, and she even lost her child. Despite that, she's still showing concern for you. You should apologize to her for what you said at the time."

I looked at the layer of oil on the soup, and the limp garnish floating on it. It was in a transparent plastic container, and I could even see a half-gnawed chicken drumstick sunk at the bottom. Plus, the smell of onions made me move my face aside in discomfort.

"I won't drink it."

I don't know if it was because of the pain or the disappointment, but tears were gathering at the corners of my eyes. In the end, they leaked out.

Jasper had once treated me very well. He used to remember that I hated onions, and whenever we went out to eat, he would pick out any onions in the food.

However, he had changed ever since Nicole came back pregnant from overseas.