When I came out of the shower, he was still sitting on the sofa, and there was a pile of high-end luxury goods on the table.
He raised his chin slightly, "I bought these for you on my business trip."
They were all trendy styles, obviously just randomly picked by the salesperson.
And brought back to appease me.
I couldn't be bothered to look at them more, just casually dried my hair and asked him, "Remember to have the divorce agreement prepared. Contact me whenever you have time."
Irvin was very busy and was away from home for five days a week.
During this time, he was also very passionate with someone else, so busy that he needed Amelia to help him pick out birthday gifts.
I didn't care to accommodate him in this matter, as long as I could get a divorce, anything else was fine.
"Don't make a scene. You're still carrying my child. Do you want him to be born without a father?"
Irvin casually picked up a small box nearby and opened it. Inside were a set of diamond jewelry, a larger one for the mother and two smaller ones for the child. It was the most popular mother-child clasp at the moment.
"I had a miscarriage."
Before he could say anything, I interrupted him.
Irvin was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly turned somewhat red.
Half a month ago, I suddenly experienced unbearable abdominal pain.
That day, Irvin happened to be home to pick up some documents. Before I could ask for his help, he received a call from Amelia.
He hurriedly drove off to resolve a difficult business deal for Amelia.
Meanwhile, I endured the pain and called an ambulance myself.
Just as I arrived at the hospital, I received intimate photos of him and Amelia.
My already precarious pregnancy couldn't hold on any longer. I was three months along, but the baby turned into a pool of blood and left my body.
The embryo hadn't been expelled completely.
Yesterday was supposed to be our wedding anniversary, but I had to go through the surgery alone.
Ironically, shortly after I came out of the operating room, I received that cat.
It felt like Irvin and Amelia were mocking my helplessness, each action feeling like a stab to my heart.
And he knew very well that I was terrified of cats.
Irvin suddenly stood up, gripping the box tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He didn't question why I hadn't told him.
Because that night, he hung up on me many times.
The only time he picked up, he said only one thing.