I naively thought that this was all Marlon's effort behind the scenes.
I did not understand until I heard my mother-in-law swearing just then.
It turned out Marlon was not against having a child—he just did not want one with me. Since being helped by his father-in-law was a thorn in his heart.
It would be an even greater shame for him to have our first child follow his wife's family lead.
He had already arranged everything for his life. I would help him rise to the top and become successful. Another woman would bear children for him and cook for him.
At that time, when my parents had passed away and I had no relatives left, he could deliberately make me give birth to a child at an advanced age and prolong the life of my illegitimate child.
Burning with humiliation and despair, I asked coldly, “Yes, the child is innocent. In order to save your illegitimate child, my child and I may die. Marlon, don’t you think you’re too cruel?”
Marlon, who was always calm, had a flash of panic in his eyes.
“That’s not what I meant, Margret. I will definitely hire the best doctor for you. Didn't you also want a child before? Why don't you think about the good results? You will all live well and we will live together as a family in the future.”
I looked at him and felt that he was so strange, so I asked again, “Do you really think we can go on living together after this? Maybe it works for you, having a wife and a concubine—but what about me?”
Marlon walked to the door and said earnestly, “Margret, Melanie never wanted to compete with you for anything. I have you in my heart and you will always be my wife, but can you be more generous? This child must stay.”
He left the ward and hired two nurses to look after me closely to prevent any possibility of me having a miscarriage.
I became more determined to get a divorce and called my lawyer, “Mr. Cain, if the other party disagrees, is there any way to get a divorce?”
Doyle Cain quickly gave me a positive response.
There was a way, but I had to wait for a week.
The next day, Marlon did not come to the hospital to see me.
Doyle had a wide network of contacts. He sent me videos through email and found evidence of Marlon's infidelity.
He went to accompany Melanie and probably told her the news of my pregnancy.
Melanie cried with joy and kissed Marlon in the coffee shop.