Chapter 9
Chloe tried to intervene, but the man, in a fit of madness, started hitting her as well.
“You’re a filthy bitch! I paid for your college tuition, and you’ve thrown it all away!”
“Who paid for your college tuition? Wasn’t it me, working extra jobs, delivering takeout, saving up every penny to send you to school? And now you’re carrying someone else’s child?!”
“If you couldn’t have children, you should have divorced me! You always said your studies would be affected, so you refused to let me touch you!”
“How dare you say that you’re carrying my child?!”
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The three of them were rolling on the ground in a chaotic fight, and the viewership in the live chat surged. Fearing the live stream might be shut down, the reporters managed to pull the men apart.
Clove’s husband, with a vicious glare, spat a mouthful of bloodied saliva at Chloe.
Sitting on the ground, Chloe was crying uncontrollably, but no one seemed to pity the pregnant woman sitting there. I could even hear the staff whispering that she was getting what she deserved.
Liam crawled over, desperately reaching for my hand, trying to hide behind me.
He was still trying to shift the blame onto others. The scapegoat used to be me, but now it was his mother.
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“Eunie, Eunice, I know I was wrong, I really was. My mom is old and foolish, she urged me, and I just went along with it. You can’t blame everything on me! Please, help me, I was deceived by Chloe!”
“My mom’s old, and it’s normal for her to be confused. You always used to listen to her! Can’t you be understanding? Please, just understand!”
It was laughable. I used to listen to his mother because I loved him, and I didn’t want him caught in the middle. Now that my love for him was gone, why should I keep playing the role of a dutiful daughter–in–law? Why should I keep listening to his mother?
I ignored him and simply handed over the divorce papers I’d prepared in the last few days.
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“Liam, I have no interest in playing the role of a dutiful wife. We’re getting a divorce. Sign here.”
When Liam heard me say “divorce” he laughed and cried in equal measure, holding onto the divorce papers for a long while before suddenly acting like he had found a lifeline.
“Haha, Eunice, there’s no way I’m divorcing you! You’ve ruined me like this, and now you think you can just throw me aside? Don’t even think about divorcing me!” He grabbed the divorce papers and ripped them to shreds, throwing them at me with a terrible sneer. “You think you can destroy me and then walk away? Not a chance!”
I brushed the shredded paper off my clothes, not even caring about the agreement.
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After all, he had beaten me to the point of miscarriage–my divorce suit would go through regardless
His emotoral outburst barely registered with me just like how he had once never cared about my feelings
It was then that the police car amived.
They handcuffed Liam, securing him by the
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“Liam, you assaulted me and caused my miscarriage. Do you really think you won’t face legal consequences for this?”
Chice, on the other hand, was in a panic, stumbling over as she rushed toward the police. She asked them what was happening
Her husband pulled her aside, but she tried to rush back, pleading:
“Please, take me with you. If you don’t, he’ll kill me!”
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