I would be extremely anxious, chasing after him and bowing my head to plead for peace.

However, tonight, after taking a shower, the man found that I was still lying on the bed, motionless.

"Put on a show?"

Leaving this sentence behind, he left the master bedroom with a cold face and did not come again.

The next morning, I saw a red wine glass with lipstick stains on the coffee table in the living room.

I did not wake him up and ask him hysterical questions like I did before.

After frying the omelette, I just sat down at the table when I heard him woke up and said, "Don't wait for me for dinner tonight! There's a dinner party at the company."

The man opened the refrigerator and drank two gulps of ice water.

He suddenly found it strange that I neither complained to him that ice water was bad for his stomach, nor asked who was at the dinner party.

Through the kitchen glass, he frowned and looked at me.

"Michele, are you listening to me?"

After swallowing the food in my mouth, I let out a "hmm" and continued eating.

Seeing this, the man threw his black coat to me.

"A birthday gift for you."

The coat, which smelled of sweet perfume, covered my flat belly perfectly.

Under the man's gaze, I fished out a gift box from the coat pocket.

I opened the box and found a diamond ring inside.

Before I could say anything, Yeremiah snatched the ring back with a sullen face and said, "You got the wrong one. The one for you is on the other side."

The other pocket held the emerald brooch.

I only glanced at it and pushed it back to him, then politely said, "The brooch is beautiful, but unfortunately I don’t have any clothes to match it."

"Besides, it's already been three months since my birthday, so why don't you give it to Caitlin as well."

I was speechless for a while.

Yeremiah responded reluctantly, "There will be a jewelry auction in a few days. You can come with me."

That was the first time he asked me to be his female companion.

Over the past six months, Caitlin had been accompanying him to various events.

Even when they were on a yacht vacation together as childhood friends, the two of them appeared hand in hand in the group photo.

Thinking back to this, I felt it was completely uninteresting.

"No, I don't need anything."

"Are you sure?"

I nodded and said, "It's better to let Caitlin accompany you."

My sincere words were met with a sudden dark face from the man.

"Michele, go to the bathroom and look yourself in the mirror now."

"Take a good look at how ridiculous your jealous face is."

Back then, if he uttered those words, I would definitely have a big argument with him.

But right now, I was too lazy to argue even a word.

Just as I was about to get up and go back to my room, Yeremiah's mobile phone rang.

It was Caitlin's exclusive ringtone.

The girl cried and said she forgot her keys when she went out to throw away the garbage.

"What should I do, Yeremiah?"

"Little fool, stay where you are and don't run around. I'll come over and give you the key now."

After hanging up the phone, the man walked out.

I called out to him. "Yeremiah! The scarf you asked me to knit last week is already finished and hanging on the hanger. Don't forget to bring it to her."

His expression changed slightly.

His mouth moved, as if he was about to say something.

However, she sent another voice message.

Imitating a kitten meowing and asking its owner to bring a cup of milk tea when he came.

With that, he emptied the shopping paper bag hanging on the clothes hanger, put the scarf in and left with his mouth shut.

Taking a glance at the discarded baby clothes on the floor, I stood up and walked into the study.

I ignored the photo of Yeremiah and Caitlin on the mahogany table.

I reached for the safe with a clear goal.

I tried to open the password with my birthday and Yeremiah's birthdays, but it failed.

I tried our marriage anniversary, it still did not work.

Until I tried Caitlin's birthday, it finally opened.

Two movie tickets were brought out as I took out my ID from inside.

It was the movie ticket stub that Yeremiah and I watched on our first date.

I tore apart the memories and threw them into the trash can.

I returned to my bedroom and started packing my belongings.

In the evening, Yeremiah called me and asked me to find someone to deliver a document for him to a restaurant.

It was snowing and windy outside, so I went out wrapped in a fur coat.

When I opened the door of the restaurant, I happened to run into Yeremiah and Caitlin drinking a toast.

Seeing my appearance, the commotion in the dining table suddenly paused.

Yeremiah looked at me with a disappointed expression.

The others looked at me with amusement, waiting for me to scream and lose my temper.

But to everyone's surprise, I was not angry.

I handed over the document to him and simply said,

"Can you please lend me your car keys? I left something in your car."

Hearing this, Caitlin took out the Porsche key from her bag, stuck out her tongue at me and said, "I'm sorry, Ms. Hoffman. I love to sleep in so much that I'm always late for work."

"So, Yeremiah simply gave me his car."

"Ms. Hoffman? Don't call her that, you little fool."

He doted on her and wiped the corners of her mouth stained with alcohol.

I followed the man's words and said, "Mr. Hoffman and I are not married, Ms. Nolte, please don't misunderstand."

After saying that, I picked up the key and turned to leave, but Yeremiah suddenly grabbed my hand and said with a strange look, "Michele, you've felt like vomiting whenever you smelled alcohol since you got pregnant. Why is it that today ...."

I was about to respond when Caitlin suddenly turned pale and hugged his arm.

"Yeremiah, she is not going to look for that pearl necklace in the car, right?"

"Um ... but the necklace has been lost by a fool like me. What should I do?"

The necklace Caitlin mentioned was a relic left to me by my grandmother.

Yeremiah comforted her softly, saying that it was just a cheap necklace and if it was lost, she did not need to take it to heart.

Hearing those words, I put down the car keys and looked at her with neither joy nor sadness.

"He's right. It's just a cheap necklace I've worn for nine years. Since you like it, I'll give it to you as a gift."

I walked out of the restaurant and was about to take a taxi when the man caught up with me.

He stuffed the packaged nourishing fish soup into my hand and said with a condescending tone, "I'll go with you for the prenatal check-up tomorrow."

I lied casually. "You got the date wrong. The prenatal checkup is the day after tomorrow."

He wanted to refute, but he saw Caitlin standing at the door of the restaurant.

He immediately turned back, took her hand and breathed on her hands to warm her up.

I watched them return to the restaurant. Although I never ate fish, I fed the fish soup to the stray cats and then went home.

That night, the man did not come back the whole night.

And I did not call him even a single time.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, I had just put on my coat when Yeremiah, who had suddenly returned home, took me into the car.

In the courtyard of the Hoffman Family, he brought me to his parents.

"Mom and Dad, this is Michele Lautner."

After years of being in love, he finally brought me to meet his parents.

But my reaction disappointed him greatly. "Uncle and Auntie, I have some last-minute matters, please forgive me for leaving first."

As soon as the words fell, Yeremiah grabbed my wrist and exerted himself secretly.

"Mom and Dad, she was just joking with you. You guys prepare dinner, I'll take her to get familiar with the environment first."

The man forcibly dragged me to the top-floor bedroom and started the so-called house tour.

My frequent actions of checking the time on my phone soon "Michele, you used to clamor to see the room where I grew up, why are you now mute when you see it?"

"Hmm? Pretty good."

My irrelevant answer made him frown.

"You've been looking at your phone. Is there anything interesting in it?"

"No."

Even though I said so, his face remained tense.

He snatched my phone and pointed it at his face.

The screen kept showing "unlock failed".

He asked me in surprise how it could not recognize his face.

I was about to speak when a sudden crisp sound came from outside the window sill behind me.

The tall man saw something and left me without saying a word, disappearing like a ghost.

Ten minutes later, following a series of bell-like giggles, I saw Caitlin with flowers on her head in the backyard of the Hoffman Family manor.

Yeremiah was carefully supporting her as they played a childish game of tiptoeing across a single-plank bridge.

"Yeremiah, you must hold me steady ... ah, Yeremiah, help me!"

Her feet slipped and her face blushed as she fell into the man's chest.

The two of them were first taken aback, then they exchanged a tacit smile at each other.

The smile in Yeremiah's eyes disappeared completely after he noticed me.

"Huh? Michele, why are you here?"

She looked at me innocently, blinked a few times and began to gently stroke the man's chest with her pink fist.

"Oh, I see. You finally decided to bring your ugly wife home to meet your parents."

"Congratulations, Michele."

Although she said the blessing, the girl's tone was tinged with tears, which made Yeremiah purse his lips and feel distressed.

"It's just a meal, there's nothing to congratulate, you little fool."

After comforting her, he looked at me with an extremely cold look.

"Is dinner ready?"

Before I could respond, dozens of long snakes suddenly fell from the treetops above my head, coming from nowhere.

I was so scared that I fell to the ground and Caitlin let out a shrill scream.

Seeing this, Yeremiah did not even look at me, hugged Caitlin tightly and ran away quickly.

It was not until the forestry personnel came to catch the snake that the man remembered me.

He returned to the tree, searching left and right, but the security guard at the entrance informed him that I had already left.

Late night airport terminal.

My mobile phone kept vibrating while waiting for boarding.

I did not press the answer button until the last minute before takeoff.

As soon as the call was connected, Yeremiah hurriedly asked me where I was.

Apparently, he had returned home and found no one.

I did not give him a proper answer. I just said, "It's none of your business."

He was stunned for a moment and said with a hint of annoyance, "A pregnant woman's temper tantrums are not good for the baby."

"Stop being stubborn!"

"Give me the address, I will go pick you up now ...."

Before he could finish speaking, the sticky sound of his cheek being kissed could be heard on the other end of his phone and Caitlin's light laughter.

Yeremiah cleared his throat.

He changed the subject and said coldly, "I have something unexpected at the company, so you can take a taxi back."

Then, he added with some concern. "Send me a message when you get home."

The man hung up the phone with that.

I opened the chat box and and as he wished, I sent him a message. [Yeremiah, let's break up. I sincerely wish you and Caitlin happiness and longevity.]

At the same time as the message was displayed as read, I blocked all of the man's contact information and turned off my phone.