Chapter 9
“Whose is it?” I asked coldly, glancing at the hospital’s main entrance.
“It’s not Wesley’s. The baby belongs to the real estate boss. When Camilla first found out she was pregnant, she secretly went to see him, but he threw her out. That’s when she set her sights on Wesley. To be honest, Wesley is a bit of a sucker in this situation,” Bowen
plained.
I let out a dry laugh. “He’s not a sucker at all.”
In the year we’d been married, Wesley had tried countless times to use the idea of pregnancy to trap me. Each time I caught on, he’d feign innocence, claiming it was just because he loved me so much.
As the eldest son in a family that heavily favored boys, Wesley was under constant pressure from his parents to give them a grandson. This deeply ingrained mindset made him an easy target when Camilla, heavily pregnant, claimed she was carrying his son. Without hesitation, he believed her.
Camilla, prone to preterm labor, stayed in the hospital for a week. Wesley visited her every day, bringing soup and acting like the doting partner. I pretended not to see it.
After she was discharged, the cooling off period for their divorce was just about up.
“Wesley, my parents are asking about the progress on your ‘complete family‘
documentation. The village committee is pressing for signatures to finalize the demolition paperwork,” I said, throwing a demolition agreement onto the table.
Wesley’s face lit up with joy.
“Nora, let’s go register our marriage tomorrow!” he exclaimed.
I nodded, hiding a faint smile. Tomorrow would be the day I’d spring the trap.
The next day, Wesley scheduled our appointment for the afternoon, but I arrived early and
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waited at a café across from the marriage registration office.
Right after the office opened, I saw Wesley pulling Camilla toward the entrance,
He intended to handle the divorce and the marriage registration all in one go. Efficient to
the very end.
As soon as they walked inside, I followed.
the divorce counter, Wesley and Camilla attracted stares from everyone around them, most of whom were appalled by the sight of her large belly.
“His wife is so heavily pregnant, and he still wants a divorce? What a scumbag,” one person
muttered.
“Yeah, he’s a disgrace to men everywhere,” added another.
“Ungrateful trash like him will get what’s coming to him. Karma will catch up,” someone
else chimed in.
Wesley ignored the comments, his mind completely consumed by the thought of the 10 million dollars demolition payout.
Camilla, however, was visibly uncomfortable.
“Wesley, will you still treat me this well after the divorce?” she asked nervously.
With the divorce stamp almost in sight, Wesley couldn’t contain his excitement and nodded eagerly.
“Don’t worry, Camilla. Even after I marry Nora, you’ll always be the one I truly love. Besides, you’re carrying my child. Everything I have will belong to you and our baby
Reassured by his promise, Camilla finally relaxed and signed the divorce papers. With the final stamp, the process was complete.
Wesley and Camilla each held their divorce certificate as they turned around–only to find me standing behind them, flashing a bold smile.
“Hello there!” I greeted.
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Wesley was so startled that he dropped his divorce certificate on the floor.
“Nora… what are you doing here?” he stammered, his face pale.
I shrugged nonchalantly. “Didn’t you tell me to come here to register our marriage? If I hadn’t shown up early, I wouldn’t have known what kind of people you two really are.”
“Nora, let me explain! It’s not what you think!” Wesley rushed forward, desperate to defend himself. “It was all Camilla’s idea! She begged me to marry her so her child wouldn’t grow
in a broken home. She didn’t want to be alone and miserable, so I agreed to get a marriage certificate with her for the baby’s sake!”
Even now, he continued to lie.
