All Chapters of Pushed Overboard for Her: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

After the seventh call went unanswered and finally disconnected, I looked at the doctor calmly and said, "I’ll sign the consent myself. I’m not keeping the baby."The words had barely left my mouth before the doctor hesitated."Are you sure, ma’am? It wasn't easy for you to conceive. Even if you don’t want to continue, shouldn’t you at least talk it over with your husband first?""Oh? Can you reach him right now?" I asked. "Or should I just keep bleeding out while we wait for him to call back?"A bitter smile tugged at the corner of my lips.Speechless, the doctor stumbled over their words, unsure how to respond.I already knew where Michael was—comforting Lily Clement after she fell into the water. Of course, he wasn’t thinking about me. If he had, he wouldn’t have pushed me off the yacht in the first place.I remembered the photo of them huddled together on her Instagram, the picture looking so intimate it almost made me, his actual wife, feel jealous."Just do what I said,"

The test results weren’t very serious, so I told Michael to drive us home from the hospital.As the car traversed along the overpass, neither of us said a word. He was clearly worried about his precious childhood sweetheart. On the other hand, I was thinking about how to ask for a divorce.Soon, his phone suddenly rang. The screen lit up with Lily’s name, flashing again and again.He glanced at me instinctively. When he saw my expression hadn’t changed, he disconnected the Bluetooth and picked up the call.Her voice came through loud and clear. I could hear her crying on the other end."Michael... I’m scared..."The car jolted to a sudden stop, tires screeching across the road for several yards.Bang! My head slammed into the window, but Michael didn’t even check on me."Lily, don’t panic. Just tell me what’s wrong!""I didn’t catch what the doctor said. He told me to get a blood test, but I’m scared," she sobbed louder. "I’m all alone. I don’t want to do it by myself... Can’t

Michael sat in stunned silence for a long time.By the time he left the hospital, he wasn’t even aware of how he got out. He sat in the car, dazed, and instinctively pulled out his phone to call Emily.Unfortunately, all he got was the same cold, automated message: "The number you dialed is currently unavailable."He couldn’t make sense of it. His mind kept looping back to what the doctor had just said."A week ago, Mrs. Greene underwent a procedure to terminate the pregnancy...""Damn it!" Michael slammed his fist hard against the steering wheel. The last time he'd felt this kind of panic and frustration had been years ago when his company had not gotten on track yet. However, now, recalling Emily’s strange, distant expression over the past few days, and her unusually calm tone with him, a possibility he didn’t dare imagine started creeping into his mind.The next second, he fired up the engine. With red-rimmed eyes, he sped toward home, ignoring every red light in his path.

As soon as I got off the plane, my dad was already waiting for me in the arrivals hall. Without saying a word, he just took my suitcase and patted my head."Let’s go home."At home, Mom had prepared a feast of my favorite dishes. Even after all these years away, they still remembered what I liked.After dinner, Mom asked how long I planned to stay this time.I quietly wiped the tears from the corner of my eyes while hiding in the shadows."I’m not leaving this time. I’m home for good."Both of my parents were stunned for a moment, but in silent understanding, neither of them asked anything more.Surprisingly, it was my usually quiet father who spoke first, "If you’re staying, then stay. I’m not that old yet. I can still take care of you."Back in my bedroom, Mom had replaced all the linen with fresh ones. The whole room smelled strongly of laundry detergent.Mom talked to me for a long time but didn’t ask anything about Michael. She only said that once a person made a decision

After that, Michael never appeared again.Two weeks later, he showed up and agreed to file the divorce. Compared to last time, he looked even more haggard. His beard was unkempt, dark circles bruised his eyes, and his cheeks were sunken.When he saw me, he instinctively wanted to rush over, but halfway through, he seemed to snap back to reality and merely greeted me, stiff and formal.I gave him a calm nod."Since we’re both here, let’s get this over with."Michael stared blankly at me, then began glancing around frantically.One moment, he said his stomach hurt. Next, he claimed he was hungry and needed to eat. He dragged it out until the courthouse closed for the day.I was so furious that I actually laughed. I said to him directly, "If you don’t want us to end things on a terrible note, then stop playing games and go get the divorce done. Otherwise, I’ll pursue legal measures and force the divorce through."Michael, who had been secretly rejoicing, froze on the spot. He quic