I received another message from Sean after the first one. It read, "I'll buy you a present tomorrow, okay, sweetie?"

There was suddenly a deafening clap of thunder outside. Shocked, I hastily covered my ears as tears began to stream down my face. Unwilling to give up just yet, I typed out a reply to Sean's message.

"There's thunder outside. Can you accompany me, please?"

Sean only took seconds to reply. "What's so scary about thunder? You're a grown woman now. Be good, sweetie. Go to sleep soon."

My nails had turned white from how hard I was gripping my phone. I sat in a daze on the bed for a long moment before I called the front desk.

"Hello? It's me, Mr. Clifford and Ms. Lincoln's caretaker. I need to deliver something to them, so can you tell me their room number?"

I could hear the receptionists whispering among themselves after the words left my lips. Their voices were colored with mocking.

"Didn't she say that she's Mr. Clifford's wife? Why is she admitting that she's actually their caretaker now?"

"Maybe she couldn't keep up the lie anymore. After all, no man would be daring enough to carry another woman into a hotel while his wife watches. He even reserved a room just for himself and the other woman."

"Only if his wife is an idiot."

I became deaf to everything else around me except for their mocking words. I clutched my phone in a death grip as the receptionists told me Sean and Felicity's room number.

The suite's door wasn't soundproof. I could hear Felicity's petulant voice coming through it when I stood in front of it.

"You're not going to go to your wife even though she's scared of thunder?" she asked.

Sean sounded impatient when he replied, "Do you really believe that she's scared of thunder? It's ridiculous when she's already an adult. She's always like this. I'm sick of dealing with her nonsense."

Felicity smiled and mentioned, "But I'm still afraid of the dark."

"That's different. I like you so much, and I'll keep liking you no matter what you're afraid of," he said, pressing a kiss to her cheek.

I bit down hard on my lip as I stood outside the door. Sounds of heavy breathing began to resound from the room.

"Who do you like better?" Felicity asked. "Me or her?"

Sean let out a deep chuckle. "Do you still need to ask? If I had met you first, I would never have married her.

"Why don't you have any confidence in yourself? She has no right to compare herself to you. She's nothing but an infertile and defective product, after all. We've been together for so long, but she can't even get pregnant."

Intense noises began to fill the suite.

"How long have you been holding it in?" Felicity asked through ragged breaths. "You're amazing, Sean."

Sean's voice sounded hoarse when he replied, "Doing it with her is like doing it with a wooden plank. I don't get excited at all. If I was not responsible for her because we're married, I would rather take care of it myself than touch her."

His cold and mocking words were like sharp icicles, stabbing into my heart and freezing my entire body. We had been together for so many years. Every time we were intimate with each other instantly felt like a huge joke now.

I covered my eyes and leaned back against the wall. A long time passed before I grabbed my phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Stone? Please prepare the necessary documents for me. I want to file for divorce."

…

The next day, when Sean returned to our suite, the lovebite on his neck couldn't be any more obvious. Had he given up on pretending altogether?

"How did you sleep last night, darling?" he asked as he strolled over to me, wanting to hug me.

"Don't touch me," I hissed coldly.

Sean was stunned for a moment before asking, "What's wrong? Are you angry, or are you jealous? Here, let me kiss your anger away."

He wrapped his hand around me, but I swiftly knocked it away. I felt disgusted just thinking about where his mouth could have been.

Sean's expression twisted. "What do you think you're doing, Maria? Are you so bored that you're trying to stir up trouble on purpose?"

I barked out a condescending laugh.

"What's wrong with accompanying a woman who's scared and alone?" he asked, his expression dark. "Don't you feel sorry for her at all? When did you become such a heartless person?"

He then kicked the door open and left.

My heart felt like it was freezing over as I watched Sean's retreating back. He disappeared for the rest of the day.

…

When night fell, my phone chimed. I looked at the screen and noticed that I had received a friend request from Felicity.

I frowned as I wondered what she was up to.

Felicity sent a video to me immediately after I accepted her friend request.

In the video, Sean and Felicity had been stopped on the street for an impromptu interview and asked to take part in a couple's challenge. He grabbed her and kissed her deeply.

The streets were packed with people celebrating holiday. They began to hoot and holler when they realized what was going on.

"Kissing each other on the lips isn't challenging at all! You should ask him to kiss her feet."

"Kiss her feet!"

"That's going overboard," Felicity mumbled, pretending to be embarrassed.

Sean was a germophobe. He would ask me to gargle mouthwash and chew gum every time before we kissed. However, at that moment, he didn't hesitate for even a second before he lifted Felicity's foot and kissed it.

The crowd erupted in raucous cheers. "Now that's true love!"

"What a loving couple! I officially declare both of you as the sweetest couple here!"

I felt sick to my stomach. I had loved Sean for so many years, but at that moment, I felt as if I had never truly known him.

I wasn't sure whether it was because of my chaotic emotions or if I was still feeling dizzy from sitting in the backseat yesterday, but excruciating pain suddenly began to radiate from my stomach. The pain was so overwhelming that I felt like I was being torn apart.

Powering through the unbearable pain, I called Sean. "Take me to the hospital, please. My stomach hurts so much. I feel like I'm going to die."

Sean scoffed. "Crawling back to beg me for help now, huh? Weren't you giving me attitude just earlier?"

The color had completely drained from my lips. "I was wrong. Please take me to the hospital first," I begged.

"You're just having a stomachache, right? You can't go on a vacation if your body is so delicate. Call a cab to take you to the hospital. I'm busy now."

He hung up after saying his piece, but seconds before the line disconnected, I heard Felicity's coquettish voice echo from the receiver.

"It's our turn to enter the haunted house, Sean. Let's go in now! I'm so excited just thinking about what we'll see inside!"

"That's what I love about you," Sean replied in a deep voice. "You're not like a certain someone who pretends to be weak just because her stomach is hurting. It's ridiculous how she really treats herself like a princess."

His words were like heavy rocks, crushing my chest.

…

When I regained consciousness again, I realized that I was already in the hospital. The doctor, who was standing nearby, looked extremely apologetic when he said, "I'm so sorry, Ms. Norton. We weren't able to save the baby."

I felt as if I had been struck by lightning as I processed his words. My eyes reddened as I grabbed the doctor's sleeve. "What baby? Whose baby are you talking about?"

The doctor pinned me with a shocked stare. "You didn't know? You were three months pregnant. The excessive stress you experienced affected the baby. It was too late for us to save it by the time you got to the hospital."

I stared at the doctor with wide eyes, stunned. I couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face, no matter how hard I tried.

I had always loved children. However, even though I had been with Sean for a long time, I couldn't get pregnant no matter how many times we tried.

"Why… Why did this have to happen now?" I murmured, placing my hand on my stomach as tears dripped from my eyes.

My phone chimed just then. Sean had sent me a message that read, "Felicity's foot injury took a turn for the worse. I'm going to send her back home first. You can call a cab to send you home."

Immediately after I got the message, I received a notification that Felicity had updated her social media. Her new post was filled with photos of Sean hugging her as they took pictures at all the different places they visited.

The caption read, "A person who loves you will always love you, no matter what happens. A person who doesn't love you won't return your love even if you die of pain."

I dug my nails deeply into the flesh of my palm as I read her caption. She was right. Sometimes, a person was able to tell whether they were loved or unloved with just a single glance.

I started laughing and kept laughing even as tears streamed down my face. I wasn't crying because of Sean. Instead, I was crying at my stupidity for not seeing Sean for who he really was, despite being with him for so long.

"Are you alright, Ms. Norton?" the doctor asked.

I lifted my head and looked at him. "I'm fine. Where's my baby? Can I take it with me?"

"You can. But it might remind you of sadness. Why do you want to take it away?"

I looked out the window in the direction that Sean had left. "I want to give it to my husband, of course. It'll be my grand divorce present for him. Please wish me a happy divorce."