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Pregnant And Divorced: The Prodigy's Return

Chapter 6 

Word Count: 913    |    Released on: Today at 17:53

finally asked, her voi

the road ahead. "You're just jealous of Chloe. I've alr

you love Chloe? Don't you have a child? Why not let me go

nswer her question. In his twisted mind, Chloe was for love, but Kathryn was the useful

g that Kathryn thought h

isdain. "You married me for money, didn't you? Three years ago,

om his mouth was a profound humiliation. He was deliberate

have the self-awareness of a commodity. Enduring all this is the price you have to

ed her head to look at the man she had lived with for three years

es holding no warmth. "Did you re

en a person. She had spent three years pulling him back from the brink of death, givi

nother word would be a waste of breath. Her eyes, once f

ike she always did. This eerie, detached silence made him feel like he was losing his grip o

out of the city, surrounded b

t," he

ared at hi

w open her door. "I said, get out! Let the cold air

r balance on the gravel shoulder. She was only wearing thin

e black Bentley quickly disappeared into the night, leaving only a trail of red taillight

side of a deserted road. She

ashed over her. She looked around. It was

hought it might be Julian, having a moment of conscien

ther-i

ated, the

ion? You've disgraced the Carlisle name! Tomorrow is the family dinner, and you had better be there to fulfil

toria, Kathryn was nothing more than a cheap lucky charm they bought

at the desolate wilderness around he

but filled with a coldness she had n

er connection to the Carlisle family. If you want soup, ask Chloe t

hat! You ungrateful little bitch!" Vi

she opened her contacts and, one by one, blocked the numbers of

felt drained, but als

deep breath, got her bearings, and started walking down the highway. The win

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Pregnant And Divorced: The Prodigy's Return
Pregnant And Divorced: The Prodigy's Return
“After three years of a contract marriage, I thought I was just waiting for my supposedly terminally ill husband to pass away so I could finally get my freedom back. But an anonymous video shattered that peace. He wasn't dying at all; he was perfectly healthy and secretly raising a toddler with his glamorous mistress. On the exact anniversary of my mother's funeral, he lit up the city sky with a thousand drones to celebrate his mistress's birthday. When I packed my bags and handed him the DNA report to demand a divorce, he coldly refused. He violently dragged me into his car, only to kick me out on a desolate highway in the freezing night. "You married me for money. You should have the self-awareness of a commodity." I had sacrificed my youth and dignity to play his invisible caretaker, only to be treated like a pathetic joke. The shallow ties of our transaction were completely gone, leaving nothing but pure, physical disgust. I didn't shed a single tear in the cold wind. Instead, I blocked his entire family, dusted off my MIT degree, and accepted a Technical Director position at a rising tech firm. The next time we met, he was the arrogant lead investor trying to use his power to humiliate me in front of his mistress. I calmly pulled up my groundbreaking architectural proposal, securing the entire board's absolute loyalty, and looked right through him. "Mr. Carlisle, if you don't understand the technology, you can take your money and leave."”