But I felt like I had suddenly fallen into an icy river, my body weak, with a sharp pain in my chest.

That man was Noah, Evelyn's first love.

In the past, Evelyn was very delicate, even a small bruise would make her complain for a long time.

Now she had aborted our child for him and even promised to have his child.

She didn't mind the hardships of pregnancy. She just didn't love me and didn't want to carry my child!

I stepped forward, pulled them apart, and punched the man in the face.

Evelyn seemed to wake up suddenly, got up, and stood in front of Noah.

"Quinn, are you crazy?!"

"If anything happens to Noah, I won't forgive you!"

My sorrowful gaze gradually lowered to her once slightly swollen belly, now flat.

Now I understood Evelyn's resolute reason. I was nothing but a joke.

For five years, I loved Evelyn so much.

Now, seeing Evelyn harm my child for another man, how could I not be furious?

"Evelyn, don't forget, you are my wife!"

At this point, sadly, I had only the legal title left to protect my pathetic dignity.

Noah was special to Evelyn. She had always thought about him.

Now, just by coming back, Evelyn couldn't wait to abort my child and be with him.

Evelyn's face grew even paler as she turned slightly and smiled at Noah.

"Noah, you go back first! I'll deal with him!"

Then she turned back, coldly blocking me from moving forward.

Noah sneered at me before turning and disappearing.

Evelyn turned and went upstairs by herself.

She opened the door, bent down holding her belly, and changed her shoes.

Watching Evelyn's shaky body, a trace of heartache involuntarily passed through me.

I gritted my teeth, my hands at my sides clenching and unclenching, finally taking a step to help her.

But she dodged away, passing by me and wearily collapsing on the sofa.

Her hand habitually touched her belly, but it was no longer the roundness she expected.

She paused, changed direction, and rubbed her tightly knit brows.

"Evelyn, why?"

"Quinn, let's divorce!"

We spoke at the same time.

Her voice was soft, but to my ears, it was deafening.

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I used all my strength to suppress my anger and resentment.

I closed my eyes, calming my fury, and after a long while, forced a word.

"Why?"

Evelyn finally raised her head to look at me.

Her eyes were large, and her pale face made them appear even deeper.

"I can't abandon him."

As soon as she spoke, her tears fell like broken beads, burning my heart with pain.