In fact, I had an inkling that Gabriel cheated on me with Natalie for a long time.

Because I had been secretly in love with him for almost ten years.

When we were in high school, Natalie was like a goddess in our school.

And in every gossip of her, there would be a boy named Gabriel.

The two of them were a legend in the school, and I heard romantic stories about them almost every day.

Everyone thought they were a perfect match.

The year they graduated, they chose to go to the same university.

Everyone said that they were true love, and soon I heard that they were officially in a moment.

So, I kept my love for him to myself and never told anyone.

When I learned that I would marry him, even though it was just a marriage of convenience, I was so happy and thought my dream had finally come true.

But now, as I reconsidered everything, I found out he still married me even though he had a better choice.

Maybe he was sure that I would bury my head in sand like an ostrich and forgive him no matter how many times he cheated on me.

The more I pondered about it, the more upset I felt. I left a comment: [That's great. I wish you two a long and happy marriage.]

After commenting, I turned off my phone and put it in the drawer again.

However, Gabriel kept his words and came to take me back the next day.

He said, "Mom is back, and she can take care of you, so go back today and don't cause trouble for Sophia, okay?"

Sophia also agreed. "When you recover from the surgery, you can come back and stay as long as you want. But now, just go back with Gabriel; otherwise, the neighbors will gossip about you."

Despite my reluctance, I had no choice but to follow him back.

Gabriel wrapped me tight with my coat, then started packing my things with Sophia.

I watched them without saying a word, thinking about buying an apartment.

Sophia enlightened me that gossip and unreasonable blame would follow behind me and my baby even if I divorced Gabriel and lived with Sophia with my baby in the future.

It would be better for me to buy my own house and live a peaceful life with my child.

Gabriel quickly finished packing up my things.

He carried my luggage while I held the child, and we walked out one after the other.

Although Sophia worried about me, she quit asking me to stay and told me repeatedly to take care of myself.

I nodded to whatever she said, but my heart was not in it.

Gabriel brought a driver with him, and we sat together in the back seat, but it seemed as if there was an invisible barrier that estranged us without any quarrels.

I was staring at the scenery outside the car window and didn't even notice him approaching.

By the time I found his face so close to me, it was too late for me to dodge.

Looking at his handsome face so close to me, I was suddenly stunned, and my breathing slowed down.

"How's our kid?" he asked.

I came back to my senses and said perfunctorily, "She's fine."

When I got home, Beth, who had been waiting in the living room, couldn't wait and ran over to check my baby.

"Hey, let me see my dear," she said.

Then, she took the child with great interest, and looked at the white and tender baby in her arms with a kind smile. "She's cute. I have prepared a gift for this little angel. Let me bring it to her later."

As she spoke, Beth looked up and asked me amicably, "Have you decided on a name for the baby?"

Gabriel blurted out, "We decided to call her Natalia."

This name was like a dagger stabbed right in my heart.

Why did he want to name my baby with a name so similar to his mistress?

"I disagree." I retorted without hesitation.

Gabriel frowned at me, and when he saw how tense and hostile I looked, he asked in displeasure, "Why?"

I said, "I don't like it."

Neither did I like this name nor the person who had a similar name to this one.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit weird, Beth tried to ease the tension. "Well, since you can't agree on her name yet, I'll go get a name from the priests, and you can decide it later, alright?"

Without refuting her, I picked up my baby and went upstairs.

When I reached the stairs, I could still hear Beth blaming Gabriel.

But I forced myself to concentrate on walking and ignored the quarrel coming from behind.

When I walked into our room, I suddenly found a cute pink crib in the room.

There were now a lot of soft pillows and dolls on my bed.

Seeing me standing there in a daze, Beth happily introduced it to me, "How is it? It's so adorable, right? I decorated it myself!"

Hearing this, the little hope that Gabriel cared even a little about me and my daughter finally shattered.

I couldn't help but laugh at myself about dreaming about gaining his concern.

"That's wonderful. Thank you, Beth," I said.

"No, thank you. Thank you for giving birth to this lovely little angel for the Hernandez family," she said.

Beth smiled and asked me to sit down, then took out a heavy envelope with money from her pocket.

She said, "This is the reward for you for working hard on giving birth to the baby."

I choked up, not knowing how to face her kindness.

Beth treated me almost like her own daughter in my three-year marriage with Gabriel.

The most reassuring thing in this marriage was that Beth really took good care of me thoughtfully.

"Beth, I can't take it..."

As I tried to refuse her, she took out a small red gift box and stuffed it to me. "Just take it. I also prepared a gift for the baby, too."

She took out a necklace with a stunning emerald and gave it to the baby.

This time, I didn't reject her kindness and take it for my baby since the emerald stood for a good wish for her health.

At night, while the baby was asleep, I went to the bathroom and wiped my body with warm water.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw Gabriel standing beside the door.

He was holding my cell phone with an expression mixed with rage and disbelief.

And his fierce glare questioned me silently as he saw me walking out of the bathroom.

My heart skipped a beat. "Why are you looking at my phone?"

He said, "A lawyer called Eric Carter called you just now."

Hearing his forbidding words, I was startled and walked over to grab my phone.

"Why did you contact the lawyer?" he continued to question me.

His sharp eyes fell directly on me, as if he could see through what I was planning.

I didn't dodge but looked directly into his eye and said frankly, "I consulted him about divorce."

Pressing his lips, he was about to lose his temper.

He laughed sarcastically. "You want to divorce me?"