After my third miscarriage, some crazy woman barged into my hospital room yelling, “I’ve been with Julian for 13 years! How dare you get pregnant with his baby?” Julian stood by me, shouting, “I don’t even know you! Stop lying about me and my wife!” She kept screaming even as they dragged her away. I thought it was just a freak show— until I found a box of old photos and a massive letter in a safe. Hundreds of pictures of them together over the years. A 5,000-word letter spilling all their dirty secrets. I didn’t cry. Didn’t yell. I just sat frozen for hours. I kept the photos for proof and hid the letter. Then I called Julian. “Care to explain?” Julian, who had just walked in, clearly froze for a second when he saw the photos. Then, his face blank, he sat on the couch. “Explain what?” “What’s your deal with this woman?” He glanced at the photos on the table again, then spoke after a long pause. “We were just friends. She was pursuing me, but I never agreed.” Yet, that letter detailed thirteen years of their intimate relationship. I didn’t tell him about the letter. I was about to speak, using the photos as proof. But he waved his hand, sweeping all the pictures into the fireplace. “If you’re bothered by them, then we don’t need these things.” Before I could say anything, he turned his back to me and lit a cigarette. This was his usual tell when he was hiding something. Just then, his phone rang. Only one name appeared on the screen: Valerie. All his other contacts were saved with full names, except this one. Julian answered calmly. Before he could speak, Valerie’s voice, thick with tears, shrieked from the other end. “Julian, I’ve been with you for so many years. How can you just walk away?” “You only married her for her status, but your heart still belongs to me!” “Julian, stop lying to yourself. I don’t care that you’re married. I just… I love you.” A shock ran through me. Julian’s hand trembled slightly. Then he said, his voice deep. “My wife and I have a great relationship. If you dare spread lies again, I’ll make sure you can never recover.” Without waiting for a reply, he hung up. Then, right in front of me, he deleted and blocked her number. Seamlessly. But after he did all that, he was slightly out of breath. His eyes held an emotion I couldn’t quite read. All these years, he had always been calm and elegant around me. I looked at him and suddenly asked. “Julian, did you marry me for money, or because you love me?” He didn’t hesitate. “Of course, I love you.” Before seeing that letter and the photos, I would have believed him wholeheartedly. Before bed, he came to hug me, but I pulled away. Julian didn’t say anything. As usual, he handed me a warm glass of honey milk and watched me drink it. After finishing it, I surprisingly didn’t sleep soundly. When I opened my phone, I received a message from someone named Valerie Reed. “Skylar Vance, do you know why you haven’t been able to get pregnant all these years?”
“It’s all Julian Hayes’s doing!” “Because he doesn’t want you to have his child at all!” “He’s been putting something in your drinks, ensuring you miscarry every single time!” I froze, looking at the empty nightstand. Julian had already taken the glass. I tiptoed into the kitchen and found the cups and bowls all wiped clean. Julian was a clean freak, so he always made sure things were tidy, and he usually handled the chores. My first instinct was disbelief. The next day, I sent a screenshot of the chat to Julian. Without a word, he contacted his lawyer, sued Valerie Reed, and had her charged with defamation. But within three days, Valerie appeared, red-eyed, outside our company building. “Julian, I knew you couldn’t bear it. I was inside for less than three minutes, and you immediately bailed me out.” “You still care about me, don’t you?” I looked, stunned, at the man beside me. “Julian, is this true?” Julian remained expressionless. “This was just a warning. I won’t tolerate this more than twice. One more time, and you’re done.” Valerie smiled. “See? You still can’t let me go.” She skipped towards Julian, trying to get close, but I slapped her hand away. “Valerie, please have some self-respect.” “Julian is married. He is my husband now.” “If you insist on being a homewrecker, don’t blame me for being unpleasant.” I don’t know which words stung her, but Valerie’s eyes instantly reddened. “What right do you have to marry him? Just because you have a couple of measly bucks? Let me tell you, Skylar Vance, he doesn’t love you at all. You’re the real homewrecker!” Passersby started staring, some even employees from our company. Julian, however, cupped my chin and kissed me. I froze, feeling only a bitter irony. Since our marriage, Julian had kissed me only twice. The first was at our wedding, an act for the crowd. The second was on the street, an act for Valerie Reed. Seeing Valerie’s cries grow louder, Julian pulled me into the car. Valerie chased after us, but he ignored the traffic officer’s warning, speeding all the way home. That night, the usually elegant Julian actually got drunk. When he rolled over and pinned me down, the heavy scent of alcohol sprayed against my ear. It was the first time I’d been kissed so hard I couldn’t breathe. When I tried to push him away, Julian murmured deeply. “Haven’t you always wanted a child with me? Fine, I’ll give you one.” “Julian, are you crazy? I’m pregnant!” He frowned in confusion. “Valerie, stop being a child. Just kissing won’t make you pregnant.” In an instant, my entire body turned to ice. But the man continued rambling, a smile even playing on his lips. “You, you’ve always been so innocent. Let Skylar Vance go through the suffering of pregnancy. That’s enough.” “But I won’t let her have a successful pregnancy. After all, her parents threatened me, forced me to marry her. Of course, I have to make her pay a price!” “For you, I can endure…” Looking at the man I had secretly loved for three years, I suddenly laughed. At the time, all of New York knew I loved Julian enough to give my left arm. Even when my parents introduced him to me, I still thought it was a gift from God. Little did I know, it was Julian’s scheme. After a wave of heartache, I slowly spoke. “Where is the medicine you’ve been using?” His mind was still hazy. “It’s behind the wedding photo in the living room, at the bottom of the velvet box.” That box held a global limited-edition diamond, his confession gift to me. I cherished it like a treasure, never daring to open it casually. Groping my way to the living room in the dark, I opened the box and carefully took out the medicine. Then I threw the box out the window. And with a crash, I smashed our wedding photo.
Julian finally sobered up. He came into the living room, saw the shattered wedding photo, but said nothing. “If you’re not happy with it, we can always take new ones later.” “No need,” I said softly. “You should take wedding photos with the person you love.” Julian looked a little surprised. I simply went to another room to sleep. But the next day, he dragged me to retake a set. Then, he took me to a lavish party. Jewelry covered the tables, and the hall was filled with my favorite pink roses. Julian knelt dramatically. “Today is my wife’s and my three-year anniversary. This is a special surprise I arranged for her.” Guests cheered, but all I felt was the man’s hypocrisy. He was clearly using this as a way to make me pay for his guilt. Just then, a voice spoke up. “Julian, you’re so generous with Skylar!” “Unlike how you used to be with Valerie Reed, so stingy! You even had to share one bowl of beef noodles!” Another drunk guest loudly agreed. “Exactly! You used to live with her in that rundown storage unit. That cramped, narrow bed—you two actually slept there for three years! I really admire your perseverance. No wonder you succeed at everything you do!” Heartbreak mixed with shock. Julian was a clean freak; our home was always spotless. Sometimes, if I accidentally drank from his cup, he’d frown and lecture me afterward. I was about to confront him. “Slap!” A loud slap landed on his face. The entire hall fell silent. It wasn’t me who slapped him, but Valerie Reed, who had emerged from a corner. Her eyes were red-rimmed, but filled with an unyielding defiance. “Julian Hayes, you coward who can’t own up to his actions!” “I walked with you from nothing to everything for seven years. You didn’t end up with me, and I don’t blame you.” “But you disappointed me, and you won’t disappoint Skylar Vance again!” Julian was uncharacteristically silent. A few bystanders shook their heads. “Valerie, you’re really too generous! Julian treated you like that, and you’re still thinking about him!” “It’s truly his loss that he didn’t marry you…” I smiled. “Alright, Julian. We’re getting a divorce.” “I’ll take back all the house and company equity. You can be with the woman you love.” Julian panicked. “Skylar, don’t be angry. They were just joking!” But just then, a server accidentally bumped into the champagne tower. Countless champagne glasses instantly toppled, glass shards flying everywhere. I instinctively protected my stomach, but a sharp pain made my vision blur, and I felt a gush of warmth down below. Before losing consciousness, I heard urgent voices. “Julian, Valerie only has minor injuries, we’ll take care of her! Your wife is having a miscarriage, hurry and get her to the hospital!” But as my eyes closed, I saw Julian rush towards Valerie without hesitation. He carried her into the ambulance. When I opened my eyes again, the doctor looked at me, his gaze full of sympathy. “Ms. Vance, your baby… couldn’t be saved.” “After this miscarriage, it’s likely you won’t be able to have children again.” I touched my empty, faintly aching abdomen. It was just as Valerie Reed said—I could never have Julian’s child. I saved the miscarriage report and placed it with the letter. Just then, I heard the nurses at the door murmuring. “Did you know? Mr. Hayes got a long scar on his back trying to save Ms. Reed!” “He’s not even fully recovered, but he’s rushing to bring Ms. Reed food and soup, constantly taking care of her.” “My goodness, his wife probably doesn’t get that treatment! I heard he and Ms. Reed were a couple before. Could it be that Skylar Vance interfered in their relationship?” I said, my voice heavy, “What are you talking about?” They jumped in fright and awkwardly scurried away. Julian then hurried out of the adjacent room and came to my side. “I’m sorry, you heard it at the party. I owe Valerie… too much.” “This time, let’s just call it even for the past.” Listening to his sickening lies, I calmly handed him a document. “Sign this guarantee, and I’ll forgive you.” Julian didn’t even look at it, quickly signing his name. But if he had bothered to glance, he would have seen that it was actually a divorce agreement. When I was discharged, I wanted to walk out myself, but he insisted on driving me home. I couldn’t argue with him and was forced into the passenger seat. But halfway there, his phone rang. The number he supposedly blocked long ago now displayed on his screen. “Julian, the hospital has a power outage, I’m so scared!” “I remember before, whenever our rental had a power outage, you’d hold me close and comfort me…” Julian was silent for a moment, then turned to me. “Skylar, go home by yourself.” I looked at him, astonished. “But Julian, this is the countryside. You can’t even find a ride here!” Valerie Reed heard my voice and started crying again. “Julian, don’t worry about me. It’s snowing, and it’s raining heavily outside. Skylar will surely have her old injuries flare up if she goes back alone!” “I’ll be fine… alone!” Julian, clearly resolute, forced me out of the car and sped off in the opposite direction of my home. I was left alone in the rain, my body aching. After waiting a day and a night, a kind old man on a three-wheeled bike finally gave me a ride home. I lay in bed, burning with a fever of 100 degrees, yet I saw Valerie Reed’s SnapChat update: 【Thirteen years of deep affection, finally achieved.】 She was holding a man’s hand—a hand still wearing *my* wedding ring. I immediately called him. “Julian Hayes, come back now and divorce me.” “You committed adultery, misused medication, and committed numerous other crimes. I’m reclaiming all the money I invested in you!” There was a several-second pause, no one answered. A moment later, Valerie Reed’s smiling voice came through. “Skylar, why don’t you check the headline news?” You’ve reached a gripping point in the story! Want to find out what explosive news Skylar discovers and how she finally gets her revenge? Unlock the rest of the chapters to continue reading this thrilling tale of betrayal, schemes, and unexpected twists.
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