My punch was so quick and fierce that it caught him off guard, causing his nose to bleed profusely.

The onlookers immediately pushed me away, and Ava held Mike in her arms in a panic.

"Mike, are you all right? Does it hurt?"

The concern in her eyes was something that I had never felt before.

She gently wiped the nosebleed for Mike as if she was treating a rare treasure, for fear that she would hurt him accidentally.

Turning around, she picked up a bottle of beer and threw it at my abdomen.

The wound that had just been operated on was hit, and it hurt so much that I felt dizzy.

But the hurt was less than one-thousandth of the heartache.

My forehead was covered with sweat, but Ava turned a blind eye to my abnormality.

"Henry, are you crazy? How dare you hit him? If you don't want to live with me, we can divorce!"

In order to prevent me from going crazy again, several men in the private room put my hands behind my back as if I were a prisoner.

The humiliation made me struggle violently, but I couldn't break free of the group holding me down.

I took a deep breath in despair and tried to tell Ava in a calm tone,

"Your father died in a car accident on his way here. Now he is lying in the hospital and waiting for you to see him for the last time. As long as you come back with me to see him, I will divorce you immediately."

Ava's eyes were filled with anger. Obviously, she didn't believe what I said at all.

She slapped my face without hesitation.

"Henry, kneel down and apologize to Mike!"

"Otherwise, I'll tell my father that you cursed him to die!"

Someone immediately kicked my kneecap hard. I was already sweating due to the pain in my abdomen, and my legs immediately went weak and I knelt down.

The private room was filled with laughter.

"I thought you were tough enough! You knelt down so soon!"

Everyone agreed with Mike's sarcasm.

"We are just playing a game. How can you curse your father-in-law to death just because you are unhappy? Director Jones treats you as his own son!"

"I didn’t expect you to be so mean to Director Jones!"

When I felt the warm liquid flowing out from my abdomen, my vision went black.

Listening to them mention Director Jones, my mind was full of the picture of my father-in-law dying in front of me.

"Ava! If you don't believe me, call the hospital. How could I lie to you about this kind of thing?"

When Ava forced me to kneel, I was completely disillusioned with her.

I tried my best to keep my father-in-law away from loneliness and desolation.

Ava listened to me and hesitated for a moment.

Just as she took out her phone and was about to call for confirmation, Mike let out a muffled groan.

Ava immediately put down her mobile phone and asked Mike anxiously,

"Mike! What's wrong with you?"

Mike touched his nose, which had stopped bleeding, and said to Ava affectionately,

"My nose is burning with pain..."

"He must have broken your nose. Mike, let's go to the hospital!"

However, Mike pointed to his thin lips and said dotingly,

"It doesn't matter if a man gets hurt. As long as you kiss me, it won't hurt anymore."

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at me provocatively.

"However, I'm afraid that some people will kill me!"

Ava glared at me and kissed him without hesitation.

Mike immediately deepened the kiss. I knelt on the ground and looked at them without any anger.

After a long time, their lips parted.

Ava's face was flushed like a bride, and her eyes were full of love.

However, when she met my calm gaze, her expression turned as cold as ice.

"This is your punishment for being impulsive!"

"I hope you remember this lesson. Otherwise, I won't know how to make up for your mistake next time!"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Everyone understood what Ava meant.

This time, they kissed in public. Next time, they would go to bed!

I sneered and asked her,

"Don't you want to go back to the hospital with me to see your father one last time?"

Ava was so angry that she took out her mobile phone to call her father and didn't forget to kick me.

She kicked me so hard that she lost her balance and her phone fell to the ground and turned off.

Mike quickly grabbed Ava, who almost fell, and said,

"Ava, don't be angry. It's bad for your health. Don't forget that you're pregnant!"

"For my sake, let him go! I don't want my birthday to be so unlucky."

Mike's generous words made Ava so angry that her chest rose and fell violently.

But because of Mike's ambiguous posture, she gradually calmed down.

"Did you see that? This is the gap between you and Mike. He was willing to plead for mercy for you even if he was beaten to death by you, but you made a scene for a game!"

"Mike, ask the security guards to escort him out! I don't want to see him again!"

Mike was happy with Ava's words. He immediately ordered the security guards to take action.

The blood in my abdomen came out because of her kick.

"Ava, Henry doesn't look right!"

Finally, a girl found out.

After all, I used to be very resistant to pain, but now my whole face was as pale as a ghost because of the pain.

Ava didn't care at all and said,

"Don't worry about him! He is pretending!"

It hurt so much that I almost fainted. When I was thrown into the heavy rain, the club was still full of lights and laughter.

The dynamic music was mixed with the sound of rain. It was like a life-changing song, but it also seemed to be laughing at me.

I hugged my father-in-law's emergency kit tightly and allowed the rain to drown me.

If it weren't for my acute appendicitis, I would have been the one to answer the phone.

Mike just wanted me to make a fool of myself.

Because he knew that as long as it was related to Ava, I would panic, not to mention that Ava was two months pregnant.

God was playing tricks on me. I was still under anesthesia so my father-in-law went to the club in a hurry.

He died for me in order to protect my child!

When I thought that I was also one of the murderers who killed him, guilt and self-blame drowned me.

It hurt so much. My father-in-law was waiting for me to deal with his funeral affairs.

I closed my eyes and waited for the ambulance to arrive.

Ava didn't show up even after I recovered and dealt with my father-in-law's funeral, as if she had disappeared from the world.

My colleagues in the hospital asked me in confusion,

"Why didn't Ava show up at Director Jones's funeral?"

I stared at the intimate photos of her and Mike in Bali on the phone and said without emotion,

"She has something important to do."

The colleague understood and said, "Well. It's not easy for her to get pregnant. I don't think she can accept such a thing. It's more important to nourish the fetus at ease."

I laughed at myself and did not deny my colleague's statement.

After checking out of the hospital, Ava came back as soon as I got home.

"Henry, I'm back!"

She held her suitcase and looked at me expectantly.

I knew what she was waiting for.

In the past, every time she went home, I would hurriedly put on comfortable slippers for her, carry her to the sofa, and massage her shoulders and feet.

It was one of our habits to show love after getting married for so many years.

However, ever since her childhood sweetheart returned to the country as the son of the Scott family, she no longer acted coquettishly with me and didn’t allow me to touch her at will.

All those little habits of love were disliked by her.

In the past two years, I've gone from being unaccustomed to her sudden detachment to slowly weaning myself off of her to being as heartbroken as I am now.

I watched coldly as the anticipation in her eyes gradually dissipated. I really didn't understand what she meant.

Did she think that after forcing me to kneel down and take a beating in front of everyone, throwing me into the rain without any dignity, and then going on a romantic trip with her childhood sweetheart, she could make me forget the humiliation and return to the old days with just a few words?

I couldn't help but tear up.

Ava waited for a few seconds. Seeing that I was sitting motionless on the sofa, she walked up to me with tears in her eyes.

But I didn't even want to give her a look.

She sighed and sat on my lap, hugging me gently.

"Are you still angry about what happened that day? Why don't you even coax your beloved wife?"

"You know Mike's social circle is full of rich people. They don't care about anything when they play games. If I can't afford to play, I can't integrate into their circle. You made such a scene that day. If I didn't help you out, these rich young men would be enraged and you couldn’t be the chief physician."

Such an ambiguous posture was my favorite.

But at this moment, when I smelled the faint cologne on her body, I only felt that my stomach was churning.

I held my breath and pushed her away from my leg expressionlessly.

Ava bit her red lips and felt more and more wronged.

"Why are you always angry about such a small thing? Not only do you not love me when I'm pregnant, but you also always make trouble. Now you're waiting for me to coax you. You're going to be a father, can't you be mature?"

A game. A human life.

She kicked me so hard that I almost died. How could she think that I should act as if nothing had happened and coax her?

"Why did you get me involved when you were playing games? Do you need me to kneel on the side to serve you when you were playing on the bed?"

"In order to integrate into the so-called rich circle, you killed your father. How dare you ask me to coax you?"

Seeing that I was still cursing her father, Ava's tears instantly dissipated, and her delicate face darkened.

"Can't you stop cursing my father?"

"Mike helped to integrate into the rich circle. If I really had anything to do with him, would I have to give birth to a child for you?"

This was the first time she had scolded me so calmly. Her calm tone was mixed with the blame between lovers.

It was probably because Mike took her abroad for a vacation that she was willing to be nice to me.

After that, she opened the suitcase and took out a pair of delicate cufflinks.

"This is the birthday gift I specially picked for you. I was going to come back yesterday to celebrate your birthday, but the flight was canceled. It doesn't matter if we celebrate your birthday one day later."

I was glad that she still remembered that it was my birthday yesterday.

As for the birthday gift, it had to be thrown in the trash.

I saw the cufflinks on Mike's Instagram. It's one of the birthday gifts from the people who fawned on him.

He didn't like them, so he posted them on social media to give them away for free.

So Ava took it back and gave it to me.

She wouldn't even spend a dime on a gift for me anymore, yet she wanted me to gratefully accept the garbage.

Seeing me throw the cufflinks into the trash can, Ava finally lost her patience.

"Henry, don't be so shameless!"

I mocked her without hesitation.

"It's better than leaving your father behind to spend your honeymoon with Mike!"

Mike posted intimate photos of them on social media every day.

The caption was: "The honeymoon DAY1."

"The honeymoon DAY2."

……

Ava was not embarrassed at all. Instead, she stomped her heels on the back of my foot angrily.

"Henry, you are so mean!"

"Mike is right. As long as I'm pregnant, you'll show your true colors!"

"I defended you in front of everyone, saying that you would always be good to me and love me the most! But what did you do? You repeatedly cursed my father to die!"

"Mike took advantage of the game to test you for me. Not only were you late, but you also humiliated me! Now that I've lowered myself to coax you, you still don't know how to appreciate my kindness!"

"I shouldn't have given birth to your child! You don't deserve it!"

After that, she slammed the door and left with her suitcase.

I shook my head and smiled wryly.

Why did she think that I should forgive her after she left home for half a month and came back with the trash that Mike didn't want and said a few peaceful but insulting words?

She was still blacklisting me even now. She didn't even know that her father had been buried!

Two hours later, I received a photo from Mike.

There was a report of Ava's abortion and a pale face with a smile on her face.

At this moment, I felt inexplicably relaxed.

It was as if some shackles had been completely broken.

I couldn't fulfill my father-in-law's last wish if the child was gone.

It was time to end this marriage.