Chapter 4

She had curled into herself, her face twisted in agony.

"My child! I'm bleeding!"

Talia was rushed to the hospital.

With red eyes, Evan roared at me.

"You're insane! If anything happens to Talia's child, I won't let you off!"

By the time Mrs. Isaacson arrived, Talia's baby had just been born.

It was a boy.

After seeing the child, Evan looked at me smugly.

"Gavin, I don't know how Talia and I offended you, but the child is innocent. You should be grateful Talia was lucky enough to give birth safely."

Mrs. Isaacson, who had been praying the whole time, instantly breathed a sigh of relief after learning her grandson was safe.

Then she raised her hand and slapped me, her gaze toward me cold to the bone.

"You really should be grateful. If anything had happened to my grandson, I would have had to reconsider your marriage with Talia!"

I pressed my lips together and looked at the child, my heart full of bitterness.

If my children had lived, the oldest would already be seven.

"I'll divorce her. The assets will be divided by the lawyer."

But no one took my words seriously. They were all immersed in the joy of Talia's child being born.

In the blink of an eye, the baby's christening arrived.

During that time, I turned a blind eye to Talia and Evan.

Talia seemed surprised by my refusal to argue or fight. From time to time, she'd appear in front of me.

"Gavin, I know you're sad about the children, but I had no choice.

"This was the only way I could be with Evan. But don't worry. Once the child is born, he'll call you Dad and fulfill your wish..."

Her voice carried a hint of comfort, and her attitude was no longer as hard as before.

When I said nothing, Talia became impatient.

"No matter what, the child is already born. If you try anything against him, I'll fight you to the death!"

I lowered my head and said flatly, "Don't worry. I'm not interested in your child."

To celebrate the christening, Talia invited all the important people in our circle.

Their gazes toward me were filled with strangeness.

"If we're talking about the most tolerant man in the circle, it has to be Gavin."

"Right? His wife miscarried seventeen times, and he insisted it was his fault. He nearly ruined himself over it."

"Shh. Did you forget Talia already paid hush money? What if he finds out?"

Their low whispers reached my ears.

I found it almost funny. So everyone knew Talia had deliberately aborted those children.

Only I had foolishly believed it was my fault.

In front of outsiders, Talia still looked like a virtuous wife.

She held my arm and smiled through everyone's congratulations.

Evan suddenly spoke from beside us.

"As the child's biological father, Mr. Sharpe must have prepared a gift for him, right?"

He emphasized the words "biological father" heavily.

Everyone who knew the truth looked at me with playful eyes.

The smile at the corner of Talia's mouth stiffened slightly. There was a trace of warning in the look she gave Evan.

She quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Gavin already gave his gift at home..."

"Of course I prepared one."

I interrupted Talia and stepped away from her.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, I took out the divorce agreement and the birth certificate.

"My first gift to the child is his birth certificate.

"My second gift is to set you and Evan free, so the three of you can be a family.

"My third gift...

"Is that from now on, we owe each other nothing."