“Stop making things up. Brandon and I are just friends. Can’t you trust me? We’re a couple!” Heather said.

Would anyone let their friend impregnate them?

I was too lazy to argue with her. I insisted that we get a divorce, but Heather was against it.

Seeing that I was adamant, she angrily said, “Let’s take a break from each other for a few days. You should use this time to calm down.”

After that, she slammed the door and left.

In the past, she would always leave the house whenever we got into a fight. I would be anxious and frustrated as I headed out like a lunatic to beg her to come home.

Then, she would look down on me because of how pathetic I appeared. She would only forgive me after I admitted repeatedly that I was wrong.

However, I remained very calm this time.

I had pursued her for six years before she agreed to marry me.

Brandon loomed over our four-year marriage like a shadow, but I could not even complain about it. Otherwise, she would say that I was petty.

After a while, I saw a new post from Brandon on his social media. [The person who loves you the most will always be by your side. I have no regrets in life because I have you!]

He posted a photo of Heather peeling an apple next to his hospital bed. She looked gentle and attentive.

Whenever I was sick, she would refuse to bring me a glass of water even if I asked her to. She said that she was not my nanny.

Heather commented, [I’ll always be by your side. I won’t be going anywhere!]

I laughed when I saw the comment.

Heather was certain that I loved her, hence she was so fearless.

After a while, Brandon purposely sent me a screenshot of that post.

[Will, I’m sorry, but Heather has to take care of me.]

I replied indifferently, [It’s fine. You can have her.]

Then, I immediately blocked him. It was out of sight, out of mind!

The next afternoon, my mother gave me a call and asked me to hurry home.

I thought that it was something urgent. When I entered through the door, my mother excitedly asked, “Is Heather pregnant?”

Our neighbor had bumped into Heather when she went for a prenatal checkup. She then informed my mother after she came back.

I pursed my lips. “She’s pregnant, but it’s not my child.”

My mother was dumbfounded.

“What do you mean?” my father asked with a frown.

I told them the entire story and finally said, “I plan to divorce her.”

“She’s so shameless for doing such a thing! I’m so angry. I’m going to talk to her mother about this,” my mother said.

However, my father stopped her. “Let it go. Will is planning to divorce her after all. Why do you still want to talk to her mother?”

I nodded. “Mom, Dad, let’s ignore her. From now on, I just want to focus on my career.”

Back then, my parents were against our marriage. According to them, Heather was too ambitious and it was written all across her face. She was not the type of woman to marry. But they could not change my mind, so they accepted defeat.

When I recalled their reasoning, I realized that we were really not compatible.

My father patted me on the shoulder. “That’s right. Your mother and I will support you. We don’t want a daughter-in-law who’s a cheater!”

After that, he took out his phone and showed me the balance in his account.

“This is your starting fund. If it’s insufficient, I’ll sell off some of my stocks.”

My eyes lit up. “Dad, how do you have so much money?”

“We’ve always been rich,” my father said smugly.

It turned out that my parents had been worried that I would give Heather everything because I was so in love. Hence, they did not reveal their wealth to me.

Besides, they kept a very low profile. They stayed in a regular residential building, so Heather thought that we were not rich. She was not fond of visiting my parents with me.

Anyway, I started planning my future career with my father. Our thoughts were aligned, so I instantly felt a lot more confident.

Even though I had not been working for a few years, I believed that I could rebuild my career again.

After dinner, I invited some friends out for a drink.

Heather did not like it when I drank alcohol, so I stopped drinking for her in the past. I narrowed my social circle, and my life basically revolved around her.

My friends all felt that I had sacrificed too much in this marriage.

When I truly thought about it, I was always accommodating toward her through the many years that we were together. Meanwhile, she never cared about my feelings, and she was extremely selfish.

The gathering was wonderful. I drank quite a lot, and I had never felt this free in a very long time.

It was 2 a.m. when I reached home. I was surprised to see Heather waiting for me in the living room.

She stared at me coldly.

“You go fooling around when I’m not home?”

“I went out with my friends for some drinks,” I said lazily.

Heather said with a screeching voice, “I’ve told you many times that I don’t like it when you drink!”

I was dizzy, so I ignored her. I walked to the table and poured myself a glass of water.

Heather stood up and walked toward me.

“I didn’t forget about your birthday. Here’s your gift.” She passed me a paper bag as she spoke.

I glanced at it.

It was a pair of sports shoes. From the logo printed on the bag, I could already tell that she had simply bought them from the mall downstairs.

I recalled that she had gotten Brandon a pair of luxury-brand sports shoes for his birthday last year. She hired a personal shopper and even had to place the order two weeks in advance.

She just humored me when it came to my birthday.

I was expressionless, and Heather asked, “Don’t you like it?”

In the past, I would be ecstatic whenever I received gifts from her.

This time, I simply grimaced and said, “Thanks.”

Heather took a deep breath. “Will, I’m serious. I’m just giving birth to a child for Brandon to thank him for saving my life. Stop pouting. I’m really tired.”

I took a sip of water. “Don’t you need to take care of him at the hospital?”

Heather was momentarily stunned.

“You’re asking me to take care of Brandon?”

I nodded. “Didn’t you say that he constantly needs someone with him? You should go.”

“Will, just say you’re jealous. Stop pretending like you’re not. Otherwise, I’ll only look down on you!” Heather responded angrily.

“Suit yourself.”

I put down the glass of water and walked toward the bedroom.

After a while, I heard the door slamming.

The next morning, I woke up with a twisting pain in my stomach. I immediately went to the hospital.

The doctor said that I had a malignant tumor in my stomach and needed to get it surgically removed.

I did not inform my parents about it, as I did not want to worry them.

My surgery was a huge success, and I checked my phone when I woke up. Heather never sent me any text messages.

I laughed at myself.

Whenever I had a fight with her, I would be the one to apologize first. She would be aloof and always wait for me to make it up to her.

One time, Brandon woke up in the night due to a fever, and he gave Heather a call.

I did not want her to go to him, and we got into a fight. Because of that, she gave me the silent treatment for two weeks. In the end, I won her over by sending food to her office for three consecutive days.

After I was discharged, I bumped into Brandon while I waited for the elevator.

He looked healthy, not like a person with numbered days. I suspected that he might not be sick at all!

When Brandon saw me, he sneered.

“Will, you won’t win this battle.”

I sneered back. I did not plan to participate in his little game.

Brandon was offended when he saw my mocking smile.

“Heather loves me. You should divorce her soon. Stop hogging her to yourself!”

“Since she loves you so much, why won’t she agree to divorce me?” I asked.

My question seemed to anger him, and he punched me in the face.

I did not let him have his way as I hit him back. I had been wanting to hit him for the longest time!

However, I just had my surgery, so I was very weak. My hit did not have much of an impact.

Yet, Brandon fell onto the floor as if he could not breathe.

I could tell that he was faking it. His complexion looked healthier than mine.

Right then, Heather quickly walked over.

“Brandon, are you alright?”

She helped Brandon up as she glared at me.

“Will, are you insane? I’m telling you right now that if you dare to hurt Brandon, I’ll never forgive you!”

My face was injured too, but it was as if she could not see it. All she saw was Brandon.

This was not the first time. Heather had always sided with Brandon, even though I was her husband.

I pressed my hand against my abdomen and spoke coldly as I bore the pain. “Heather, since you love him so much, why won’t you sign the divorce papers?”

Heather’s expression changed. She moved her lips as if she was trying to explain. But Brandon suddenly leaned against her.

“Heather, I didn’t mean it. Don’t be angry and ruin your relationship with Will because of me.”

Brandon gave me a taunting look when he said that.

“Will, I’m sorry. I know Heather’s been taking care of me for a while. You must be upset about it.

“Blame it on me, not Heather.”

He was acting like a pick-me. If this had happened in the past, I would have definitely reacted with jealousy. However, I was too lazy to bother anymore. I turned around and walked toward the stairs.

“Will, stop.” Heather chased after me.

“You’ve hit Brandon. You should apologize to him.”

I did not turn around. Just as I was about to go down the stairs, someone pushed me from behind.

I was very weak, so I fell down the stairs as a result.

Heather’s hands froze in midair. When she saw that I was covered in blood, her pupils contracted…