Marrying the Ex's Boss

I had never imagined that such a melodramatic plot would happen to me.

In less than a year of marriage, my husband, Colin Gladwell, who had sworn an oath to me, cheated on me. He dated the daughter of the big boss of our company, Krista, Miss Davis of the Miller family, and openly brought his mistress home.

I never forgot the scene where my mother-in-law's eyes were shining when she saw Krista. She treated Krista like an ancestor and didn't care about my feelings at all.

Krista held her head high and bossed me around as if she was the mistress of this family.

In a fit of anger, I slapped the vixen hard in the face. Krista was good at pretending. She stumbled and lay on the ground, covering her face with one hand and her stomach with the other. She kept screaming, "Ouch, my stomach, it hurts, it hurts. Colin, my child, my child..."

I was completely stunned. They were even pregnant!

The next second, I was slapped to the ground by Colin. "You shrew! How dare you hit Krista! She's pregnant. Do you know that?"

Next, as if it had been rehearsed in advance, my mother-in-law shouted, "My grandson! Nothing can happen to my grandson! Colin, this woman is too vicious. Beat her! Beat her to death!"

With a snort, Colin kicked me hard in the abdomen and carried Krista to the hospital with my mother-in-law.

I touched my face and my lower abdomen. I felt a warm current slowly gushing out from between my thighs, and my pants turned red.

I was terrified to the extreme. I didn't dare to think about what it meant. I struggled to stand up, called the hospital for emergency treatment, and then fainted.

When I woke up, I was already lying on the hospital bed. The nurse said that it was lucky for me to come to the hospital in time. Otherwise, my life would have been in danger. Unfortunately, the baby would die.

I felt dizzy. Baby? No wonder I had been feeling nauseous these days. My period had always been irregular, and I thought it was because of my stomach problems. It turned out that I was pregnant! How could I not know? Then, did Colin and his mother know?

If they knew that, they would still treat me like this... I took a deep breath and didn't dare to think further.

After lying in the ward for a day, I went home in the evening with pain. I wanted to ask the mother and son if they knew that I was pregnant.

When she got home, it was already late and the lights were off. The house was dead silent.

My mother-in-law and Colin sat on the sofa with gloomy faces.

Before I could speak, my mother-in-law pounced on me, grabbed my hair, and shouted, "You wicked bitch! How dare you come back? Give me back my grandson! You murderer, you killed my grandson. I want you to pay with your life! Colin, call the police and arrest this wicked woman!"

Before I could recover, I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. My face was swollen and it was difficult for me to open my mouth. After being pulled by her, all the bones in my body hurt as if they were falling apart.

I clearly remembered that I just slapped that vixen. I didn't even touch her belly. Why would she have a miscarriage?

Colin sat on the sofa and looked at me coldly. He did not say a word and allowed his mother to make a scene.

Thinking of the child I had just aborted, I felt a burst of pain in my heart. Colin's ruthlessness and indifference made me desperate. I finally understood that the family, the man, was no longer worth me missing.

I used all my strength to push Dahlia away, walked to Colin, and said without hesitation, "Let's get a divorce!"

The mother and son seemed to be waiting for my words. Dahlia stopped making trouble. Colin's relaxed face was full of surprise. "Are you sure?"

"Yes! See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow morning!" I was tired. I didn't want to maintain this broken marriage anymore, nor did I want to talk to them anymore.

Dahlia pretended to be obedient after taking advantage of me. She sneered proudly and said, "Susan, have you really thought it through? Do you know that a divorced man is a treasure, but a divorced woman is worse than grass? If you want to find another good man like Colin, you can only dream about it, understand?"

After getting married for one year, I asked myself if I was filial to my mother-in-law, considerate to my husband, thrifty, and virtuous, but I ended up like this.

"He's a treasure in your eyes, isn't he? He's just a pile of shit to me now! I feel sick just by looking at him!" Despite saying that, tears flowed down her cheeks.

Early the next morning, I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Colin. We didn't have a common property, and even the house we lived in now was rented. Divorce was very simple, and getting a certificate was the same as marriage.

After graduating from college, Colin and I got married. It was a completely naked marriage we skipped all forms and ceremonies related to marriage. There were no wedding photos, no wedding ceremony, and even no wedding rings.

I thought that we could go through thick and thin together for the rest of our lives, but reality gave me a tight slap in the face.

As soon as I walked out of the courthouse, Krista came over. She held Colin's hand happily, and glanced at me proudly as if she had won a battle.

I was a little surprised. She had just had a miscarriage yesterday. Why was she so lively and happy today?

In the afternoon, I went back to the rental apartment. All the things I packed up last night were thrown at the door. The suitcase and two bags had been opened, and the inside was in a mess. It was likely that Dahlia wanted to check if I had taken anything valuable with me.

Cheers and laughter came from the room. Out of curiosity, I got closer to the door, and Dahlia's voice was as loud as ever. "It's very easy for Krista to get that bitch to divorce Colin. It's killing two birds with one stone, haha."

Then, it was Krista's voice. "Of course, if I didn't put on such a show, how could she get divorced obediently? Besides, I don't want to raise someone else's child!"

Kill two birds with one stone? Help others raise their children?

That was to say, Dahlia had long noticed that I was pregnant. In order to get rid of me, she had put on that show?

I felt a chill from head to toe. It turned out that Krista was not pregnant. All of this was just a conspiracy designed by them.

What a good show! Not only did she ask me to divorce, but she also got rid of my unborn child. It turned out that they all knew that I was pregnant, except me!

The ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness of Colin and his mother once again refreshed my world view. In order to build ties with the Miller family, they were willing to abandon their own flesh and blood.

I felt dizzy, and my heart was filled with blood. I almost spat it out. Anger and hatred almost drowned me.

Clenching my fists, I raised my foot, wanting to kick the door open and tear them apart one by one. Just as I was about to kick the door open, I stopped. If I barged in, I wouldn't get any benefits and would even be humiliated by them.

I gradually calmed down. I thought of revenge. I had ruined a relationship by mistake. I could only blame myself for being blind and not choosing the right person. However, they had killed the baby in my belly. I had to take revenge!

I picked up the luggage and stopped a taxi. I had nowhere to go. In order to marry Colin, I had already fallen out with my parents. So I had to call Betty and live in her house for the time being.