CHAPTER 3

“Dominic… what is going on here?!” I screamed, my voice echoing through the mansion.

The moment I stepped into the living room, my feet froze.

Right there in the middle of our living room, Dominic had another woman wrapped tightly in his arms. Their lips were locked together in a slow, passionate kiss, as though I didn’t exist.

I couldn’t breathe.

It felt like someone had plunged a knife straight into my heart and twisted it without mercy.

My knees nearly gave out beneath me as I stared at the heartbreaking scene, silently praying it was nothing more than a cruel nightmare.

He pulled away from her, completely unfazed. He didn't look guilty or surprised. Instead, his eyes turned cold.

“Are you blind as well as barren?” Dominic snapped, his voice dripping with contempt.

Before I could say another word, he slipped an arm around the woman’s waist and pulled her possessively against his side.

“Since you seem confused, let me introduce you.” A smug smile spread across his face. “This is Sophia Adam.”

He looked at her with a tenderness I hadn’t seen in a long time.

Then he turned back to me.

“From today onward, she’ll be living in this house. Because she’s carrying my child.”

His words crashed into me like a bolt of lightning.

“No…” I whispered, shaking my head as fresh tears blurred my vision. “You’re joking.” My voice cracked as I looked at him. “Dominic… I’m your wife.” Tears streamed down my cheeks. “For God’s sake, you can’t just bring another woman into our home!”

I searched his face, desperately hoping to find even a trace of guilt.

"Our home?" Dominic let out a dark, mocking laugh. "Did I just hear you correctly? Anna, this is my house. I have every right to do whatever I want with it. As for you... I already have a plan."

He reached over to the glass table, picked up a large brown envelope, and threw it directly at my chest. It hit me and fell to the floor.

"What is this?" I asked, my voice shaking as I bent down to pick it up. Sophia stood firmly by his side, beaming with absolute joy.

"Those are divorce papers," Dominic said flatly. "Sign them and get out of my house."

The words hit me like a bullet.

"No, you can't do this to me!" I cried, dropping to my knees right in front of him. I threw my pride away. "I have nowhere else to go! Please, Dominic, don't throw me out on the street. I am begging you!"

"Stop these fake crocodile tears," he sneered, looking down at me with pure disgust. "Sign the papers and leave already. Because after Sophia gives birth to our baby, I am going to officially marry her."

As he said it, he gently placed his hand on Sophia’s flat stomach.

I just knelt there on the floor, staring up at them. I stared at the man I loved with all my heart. The man who had promised to protect me, to make me happy, and to never hurt me. With one action, he was breaking every vow he ever made.

My eyes drifted to the woman holding onto his arm. Sophia Adam. We all went to the same college. Sophia had always hated me because Dominic chose to date me instead of her. She bullied me ruthlessly back in school, making my life a living hell. And now, here she was in my living room, finishing the job. She had come to completely destroy my marriage.

But as I knelt there crying, something inside me snapped. The crushing sadness slowly faded, replaced by a burning fire. I realized I was done being weak. I wasn't going to just walk away and let her win. I would stay, and I would make her pay.

I swallowed my tears and looked up at him. "Please, Dominic give me just two months. Just let me stay for two months, and then I will leave your life for good. I beg of you."

Dominic stepped closer to me, his eyes narrowing in suspicion. "Why should I do that?"

I slowly stood up from the floor to face him. "I will leave your life for good after two months, and I will let you and Sophia live in peace." I glanced at Sophia, surrounded by her expensive luggage.

Sophia’s eyes suddenly lit up with a wicked idea. She stepped forward, a nasty smirk spreading across her face.

“Oh, honey, please let her stay,” Sophia said sweetly, her voice dripping with fake innocence.

She gently rested a hand on her stomach and smiled at Dominic.

“You know I’m carrying your baby. I need plenty of rest, and I can’t be stressing myself with housework.”

She slowly walked toward me.

As she passed, she deliberately slammed her shoulder into mine, making me stumble backward.

A satisfied smile spread across her lips, but she never looked at me.

Instead, she turned to Dominic, keeping her back to me as though I wasn’t even worthy of her attention.

“Besides,” she continued with a soft laugh, “we’re going to need someone to clean the house, cook our meals, wash our clothes, and take care of everything.”

She tilted her head with a cruel smile.

“I think Anna would make the perfect maid for us.” A mocking laugh escaped her lips. “After all, she has nothing else to do.”

My hands slowly curled into fists until my fingernails dug painfully into my palms.

I didn’t care about the sting.

My eyes remained fixed on Dominic.

My heart pounded so hard it felt as if it would burst through my chest.

I waited… Praying he would reject such a cruel suggestion.

Waiting for the man I once loved to prove that he still had even the smallest shred of humanity left.