After My Husband's Assistant Got Pregnant, I Chose to Remarry a New Rich Man

One month after getting married, my husband, Kevin Clarkson, got drunk and slept with his assistant. He tied the assistant in front of me and made her kowtow to me and admit her mistake. Her head was bleeding.

I thought he was truly repentant and chose to forgive me out of weakness.

It was not until the company's anniversary that my husband announced in public, Olivia was pregnant with his child and this child would be the heir to the Clarkson Group!

After the banquet, he knelt in front of me and confessed again, "Rosie, Olivia is an orphan and this child is her only relative. I really can't bear it... Don't worry, she doesn't want a name. The child can be raised in your name after it is born. She can just see the child occasionally!"

I said sadly, "Then what?"

"Olivia has been worried and afraid recently. She needs me to accompany her every day. You should understand, right? Of course, I will come back to see you every weekend. When the child is born, I will make it up to you!"

I nodded woodenly. "Olivia has worked hard during pregnancy and childbirth. It's right for you to accompany her more!"

Kevin smiled and kissed my cheek with his cold lips.

"Rosie, I knew you were the most sensible," he said, carrying the suitcase and turned away.

I took off my ring and turned around to make a phone call, "Old classmate, I am divorced and abandoned woman, do you still want me?"

The other party cried with joy, "Yes, I want to take care of the baby."

——

I started to pack my things, looking at the still festive wedding room, my heart was filled with bitterness. The naive first love in college, the sweet daily life after graduation. I thought we would be different from others from campus to wedding dress, but I didn't expect that we couldn't escape the beauty of peach blossoms and willows.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I closed my eyes to force them back.

When I was about to leave with my luggage, Kevin called, "Rosie, come to the Olivia’s villa quickly, Olivia suddenly feels flustered and uncomfortable."

The tone was anxious and impatient. I looked at the slender fingers, the hands that had performed countless operations on patients and one day they would treat my husband's lover.

Thinking that the divorce agreement had not been signed yet, I turned around and went to the villa.

When I arrived at the villa, the door was open and Kevin was hugging Olivia and coaxing her gently, with a gentle and thoughtful look on his face that he had never seen before. "Be good, drink this calming soup and you won't feel uncomfortable. I made it for three hours."

Although I told myself not to feel sad, I still felt bitter in my heart. Kevin had been living a life of luxury since he was a child and water was always brought to his mouth. Now he would actually make soup for others.

I took a deep breath and strode in. Kevin saw me and hurriedly stood up. Suddenly he thought of something and quickly put his arm around Olivia's waist.

"Are you still dizzy? Let Rosie take a look at you?"

He looked at me, "Rosie, Olivia has been feeling stuffy in her chest and dizzy. You should take a look at her."

Olivia put her hand on Kevin's arm, leaned her whole body in his arms and said softly, "Rosie, I said it's okay, but Kevin insisted on letting you come. I just feel uncomfortable and feel sorry for you. I hate mistresses who destroy other people's families the most, but I..."

She choked up and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Kevin comforted her distressedly, "Olivia, I have told you so many times that I made a mistake when I was drunk. You are not a mistress. You did it for the children."

"Look at the room. I have redecorated it. Our wedding photos and your favorite roses. This will be our home from now on."

It was then that I realized that the room was filled with intimate photos of the two of them, taking a walk together, eating together and one of Kevin carrying her on his back running on the lawn.