That night, Declan called and said he had a social engagement and asked me to go to bed early. I didn't mind.

After a while, Jacqueline posted the first photo.

[Mr. Garcia drinks for me. What a man of great charm!]

Declan didn't come home that night.

I stayed up all night until dawn.

I thought about our experiences over the years and got emotional, but I wouldn't tolerate being cheated.

Even though Declan didn't actually cheat, he no longer loved me.

Or he still loved me, but the old me.

No one could stay young and beautiful forever, but there would always be someone young and beautiful.

Now it was Jacqueline. Who would be next?

I didn't know.

But I didn't want to be on guard like this.

In thirty years of life, I learned to be decisive.

The next day, I messaged Declan.

"Let's talk."

However, Declan returned home that day and said he had to go on a business trip.

And he quickly packed up his things.

It was also good that I had some time to calm down.

But unexpectedly, he was away on a business trip for half a month.

This day happened to be our seventh anniversary.

Every year on this day, Declan would clear his schedule, and this year he happened to be back from his business trip.

I just wanted to talk to him.

But just when he was taking a shower, I received a package.

...

I was wondering what Declan bought, but when I opened it, I found it was a prenatal test report.

It showed that Jacqueline was two weeks pregnant.

I calculated the time, and it was the night half a month ago when he was busy socializing and didn't come home.

My hand holding the report was trembling.

So for the past half month, Declan had been avoiding me.

I thought even if he liked Jacqueline very much, he would still hold onto the line.

I thought he wouldn't do anything out of line. I wanted a divorce to give each other a chance.

Now it seemed unnecessary.

Besides, Declan used to say so grandly that he wanted to enjoy our time together.

I endured the immense pressure from Miranda and got this result.

Declan came out of the bathroom and I looked at him coldly.

"Let's get a divorce, Declan."

I had been blind these years.

Declan visibly panicked.

"What are you talking about, honey? This joke is not funny."

"I'm not joking. Let's get divorced, Declan. You have a child with another woman."

Declan was stunned for a moment.

"How do you know? It's not what you think. Jacqueline and I were set up that day, and we were not prepared."