Chapter 7
As he finished speaking, he moved to hug me: “Dear, you must be suffering with the pregnancy.
Don’t worry about these things anymore. Rest assured, after this is over, I’ll contact search and
rescue teams to try and recover Mom and Dad’s remains.”
“I remember your parents should have a few insurance policies; you’re the beneficiary. Once the money comes through, we can move my mom into the city. She can live in your parents‘ apartment. That way, people in our village will all say you’re a filial daughter–in–law.”
“After the child is born, we can pool our money to buy them a house. Think of the face we’ll have
then!”
Well, well. He’s already planned out the money after my parents‘ death and the apartment they live in now. When exactly did Cole start having these thoughts?
I dodged Cole’s attempt to embrace me: “Are you sure you don’t want the divorce?”
Cole nodded: “No divorce, no divorce. You’re pregnant now; why would I divorce you? Think about
- it. Spending that hundred thousand on the child is better than spending it trying to rescue two old people with little hope of survival, isn’t it?”
I looked deeply at Cole, hoping he wouldn’t regret today’s decision.
In the following days, Cole was extremely attentive to me. He specifically told me not to get too upset, and if I felt too distressed, to remember to think about the child.
He repeatedly warned me not to think about using our joint marital assets to rescue my parents.
To ensure this, he specifically went to the bank to lower the daily transfer limit on our bank card to
ten thousand dollars. Only after doing this was he willing to let it go and go to work peacefully.
I sneered coldly, not taking it to heart.
I just took a day off for myself.
After he left for work, I pulled open the drawer at home and searched for the remaining condoms. I held them up to the light and examined them carefully. Sure enough, all the condoms had tiny,
almost invisible needle holes.
No wonder he was so sure I was pregnant. It turned out he had done all this.
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Chapter 7
I took my ID documents and went to the hospital. I didn’t go to the Gynecology department but
walked into Gastroenterology.
When I left the hospital, the doctor prescribed me some stomach medicine, advising me to work less
overtime, avoid staying up late, get more rest, and eat more vegetables.
What pregnancy?
It was just a stomach problem.
Even without coming to the hospital, I knew it was impossible for me to be pregnant.
