He gave me 30% of the company's shares.

Later, we caught a wave of policy reforms, and his business started booming. The company expanded rapidly.

He bought a house, put my name on the deed, and proposed to me.

Of course, I said yes.

After we got married, I worked alongside him for another three years. We had plans to open a branch office. But then, unexpectedly, I got pregnant.

Since there were signs of a possible miscarriage, Edward told me to stop working and focus on resting.

I never expected such a ridiculous situation to happen.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. My best years were ruined by this worthless man.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and everything in front of me became a blur.

I pulled the car over and let myself have a good cry.

Letting my heart rule over my head... "This is the payback, isn't it?"

Suddenly, I felt a warm rush from below.

My heart skipped a beat. That sensation was all too familiar.

This was exactly how it felt during the last miscarriage scare.

This time, I didn't feel the same panic as before. This baby had been unexpected. Though I'd been excited at first, now there was no point.

I didn't want to see my husband anymore, so keeping the baby seemed pointless.

I drove straight to the nearest hospital.

"The baby's heartbeat is still strong. Do you want to try to save it?"

"No need. I'd like to schedule a termination."

I went to the ER, and they immediately scheduled the procedure.

After a two-hour observation, I drove home.

This apartment, located downtown, was bought by Edward when he proposed. It was in my name.

He had said it was to thank me for all my contributions to the company, that I deserved it.

I thought I had earned it, but Edward's mom didn't agree. She was always making snide comments, saying I'd schemed my way into trading $30,000 for company shares and got her son to buy me a luxury apartment.

Before, I'd let it go out of respect for Edward. If she ever started that nonsense again, I'd make sure she wouldn't have anything left to say.

Edward came back not long after I did.

Logically, he should've been home before me since I even stopped by the hospital.

The fact that he's only returning now makes it obvious where he's been.

"I'll draft the divorce papers in the next few days. Look them over. If it's all good, just sign."

"Freya, do you really have to talk to me like this?"

"What, should I add a 'please'?"

I frowned at him. What does he want, for me to beg him to sign?

"Freya, listen to me. Nothing happened between us. You showed up before anything could happen."

What kind of ridiculous excuse is that?

It sounded like he was complaining that I interrupted him.

They were already undressed and taking a shower. "Does it matter if they didn't go all the way?"

"So what you're saying is, I should've sat and watched you two finish before I had the right to bring up divorce, huh?"

The guilt on Edward's face slowly turned into irritation as he listened to me.

"Alright, Freya, calm down. It's not good for the baby. Let me take you back to the hospital so you can rest."

He's got a bit of an arrogant streak and doesn't handle people well. He might be good at business negotiations, but soothing someone? Not so much.

I used to overlook it. But now, every word out of his mouth just made me angrier.

I threw the abortion paperwork in his face.

"There's no baby anymore.