Chapter 3

Raymond bought Victoria a designer bag but gave me an ordinary canvas one. I was foolish before, blind to his clumsy lies. Now, I saw clearly that everything was disgustingly perfunctory.

I said nothing, and he assumed I had calmed down.

In the past, I would have rushed to question him about why he was so good to Victoria.

"You gave Vicky attitude earlier, but she's a kind woman and didn't get angry," he said. After a pause, he added, "You should go do her laundry soon. Her pregnancy has been unstable these past few days, and she got some blood on her pants."

Indeed, his 'kindness' always came with an agenda. How could he say such revolting things with a straight face?

I coldly refused, "No."

He froze, apparently surprised by my refusal. No matter how unwilling I was before, I would eventually obey him.

"Minnie, what do you mean?" His tone grew harder.

"Exactly what I said. Raymond, let's get a divorce."

Raymond was stunned, then he looked at me as if I were insane. "Have you lost your mind? We have a perfectly good life together, and you want a divorce over this small matter?"

I could not help but mock him, "Raymond, what kind of life do you think I live in your eyes? You take my money to support your mistress while you let me starve and freeze. Is this what you call a perfectly good life?"

"I... I just feel sorry for Vicky, don't you? It's not easy for a woman to be pregnant alone..."

"Not easy? If it's not easy for her, has it been easy for me? I've been married to you for two years, and I've never had enough to eat."

His eyes shifted, but he refused to admit his wrongdoing.

I did not bother arguing further and said directly, "Let's get a divorce. If you like Victoria, go be with her."

He gritted his teeth and glared at me fiercely. "Don't regret this, Minnie!"

"The only thing I regret is marrying you!"

Raymond's face instantly turned ashen. He raised his hand and slapped me hard, using all his strength.

I saw stars, and my head had even slammed against the cabinet. A sharp pain shot through me. My vision blurred, and I could smell blood in the air.

Victoria stood at the door, covering her mouth in horror.

Raymond did not come to help me first. Instead, he rushed to Victoria's side, anxiously covering her eyes.

"Don't be afraid. You're pregnant. You shouldn't see this."

He then turned his head toward me and said impatiently, "Get up quickly and wipe off the blood. I'll take you to the hospital. Don't frighten Vicky."

I held onto the cabinet, staggering as I tried to stand up to curse at him. However, I felt the world spinning, and everything went black as I completely lost consciousness.

…

When I woke again, I heard a doctor's stern reprimand.

"How could you not provide proper nutrition for a pregnant woman in such poor condition, even letting her lose so much blood? If something serious had happened, you would've deeply regretted it!"

I heard Raymond saying, "Yes, you're right. And I'll definitely make sure she gets the nutrients she needs."

I struggled to open my eyes and saw a doctor in a white coat lecturing Raymond. When Raymond noticed I was awake, he immediately put on a gentle expression. He held my hand, his voice full of concern as he asked, "Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant? I nearly..."

I yanked my hand away and turned my face in disgust. After the doctor left, Raymond attentively peeled an apple for me.

"If I had known you were pregnant, I definitely wouldn't have pushed you! Poor Vicky was so frightened that she almost miscarried."

I coldly glanced at him. "So, you're blaming me for scaring your precious Victoria?"

He was immediately at a loss for words. He laughed awkwardly, sighed, and said, "Minnie, how can you say that? You're my wife. Of course, I want to treat you well."

I closed my eyes, pretending not to hear. When I heard the door open, I knew he had left.