The Divorce that Changed EverythingChapter1
My wife Monica James had difficulty getting pregnant, and we tried IVF for three years before she got pregnant.
However, because her once beloved man's leg was broken, she had an induced labor.
She said, "We still have a chance to have a child in the future. I don't want to stimulate him now."
Monica had an abortion for her beloved man Xavier Lampson before, so after the induced labor, she couldn't get pregnant again.
I saw her clearly.
After I filed for divorce, Monica went crazy.
After three years of IVF, my wife Monica finally became pregnant.
Our whole family was looking forward to the baby, who would be our only child.
Monica was the one in our family who was most looking forward to the baby, but today she sent me a message, saying that she had induced labor for the six-month-old baby.
Seeing those cold words, I felt disappointed in my heart.
"The baby will bring bad luck to him."
I knew who she was talking about.
Monica pursued Xavier all the time in college.
I clenched my fists and suppressed my anger as I called her. "Are you serious? I've worked hard for three years, and I want to welcome a new life instead of killing him."
"Are you crazy? Our baby will bring bad luck for him. He got into a car accident and became disabled."
It was ridiculous. My wife killed our child because of that man.
"How could you be so cruel? Have you forgotten how much we've suffered for the baby?" My voice was trembling, but I still held on to the last glimmer of hope. "You're kidding, right? Where are you now? I'll come find you."
There was silence on the other end of the line.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.
I couldn't work anymore, so I immediately asked for leave and found Monica through the phone location.
"Monica, what's wrong with you?"
When I saw Xavier, I shouted angrily at Monica, "You just had an induced labor, but you came to find this bastard?"
Monica had just finished induced labor, but she came to take care of Xavier and wash his feet.
Xavier, who had his back to the door, suddenly set up from the bed and wailed as his wound was torn.
Monica stood up and splashed the foot-washing water on my face.
"Are you crazy? Why are you making a noise in the hospital?"
I couldn't dodge in time and got splashed all over.
As I stared at her flat belly, I felt both depressed and angry.