She grabbed her phone to schedule an abortion. “I don’t care if I’m already three months in. I’m getting rid of it. I’m a billionaire now. Why would I keep a child with a useless man?”
Michelle jumped in, “Exactly! Get rid of it! We’re rich now. You can have more kids later if you want!”
I acted angry and said, “You cheated on me with Derek. You shouldn’t get anything in the divorce.”
She yelled, “Ted! Are you even a man? You never made me feel secure, so I fell for Derek! This is your fault. You should be the one leaving with nothing!”
Derek wrapped his arm around her and said, “Camilla, the baby might be mine. Last month, when Ted was on a business trip, I stayed with you for days. Let’s do a DNA test. If the child is mine, we can get married.”
Last month? I suddenly remembered a night when I video-called Camilla. She was sweating and out of breath, saying she was “exercising.” Now I understood. She had been cheating on me with Derek.
Seeing I was quiet, Camilla panicked and snapped, “Ted! You don’t get to refuse! If you agree to a divorce, I might even let you keep the house!”
I nodded, pretending to be heartbroken. “Fine. I’ll keep the house. Let’s get the divorce done now.”
When I said that, Camilla hurried off, afraid I might change my mind. A City Hall staff member handed us some papers. “Have you finished dividing your property?”
Camilla grabbed a pen and wrote quickly, “The house goes to Ted and the savings don’t matter. He’s penniless anyway.”
Michelle nodded, sneering, “Just a divorce and you get a house for free. Ted, you’re unbelievable.”
I stayed silent and signed the divorce papers. Once both signatures were done, Camilla sighed in relief and left with Derek to go to the hospital.
Michelle glared at me. “We haven’t gotten the divorce certificate yet! You’re coming too! If they ask you to sign anything, you’ll sign it! Otherwise, my daughter can take that house back anytime!”
I reluctantly agreed, hiding my disgust. I needed more proof of Camilla’s affair. The doctor checked the ultrasound and said, “We need a non-invasive prenatal paternity test. It normally takes 5–7 business days, but with rush service, it can be done in under two days.”
“Rush it!” Camilla shouted. “I’ve got plenty of money! Do it now! If the child is Ted’s, set up an abortion immediately!”
“Abortion?” someone called from the hallway.