I loved Qin Tuo for ten years and finally became his wife after his white moonlight left him. I overestimated Qin Tuo's love for me and underestimated the destructive power of his white moonlight. When I was pregnant, he was accompanying the white moonlight for her prenatal check-up. When the doctor sentenced me to death, he was taking care of the white moonlight to ensure her pregnancy. When I miscarried, he was by the side of the white moonlight, accompanying her while she gave birth. But when I wanted a divorce, he regretted it!
Chapter 1
I, Scarlett Stewart, had loved Larry Stewart for ten years and finally became his wife after Elsie Watson, the one who he deeply loved, dumped him.
I overestimated Larry's love for me and underestimated the impact Elsie had on him.
When I was pregnant, he was accompanying Elsie to her prenatal check-ups.
When the doctor said I was dying, he was taking care of Elsie to ensure her pregnancy went smoothly.
When I had a miscarriage, he was by Elsie's bedside as she gave birth.
But when I asked for a divorce, he regretted it!
1
I called Larry in the outpatient clinic, with the speakerphone on, and only Elsie's giggling sound came from the cell phone, which was unusually harsh.
Elsie was the special one who Larry loved but failed to be with, while I was just the devoted woman who rushed to marry him when he was down and out.
Larry answered my call with his usual impatience, "You're already at the hospital, and what are you making trouble for? You know Elsie's pregnancy is unstable and she needs care. If you're sick, just see a doctor. Do you think I can cure you? I'm hanging up!"
Before the line went dead, I heard Elsie calling out, "Larry, I feel awful..."
A chill swept over me.
I put away my phone and looked at Robert Gill, who was frowning at the computer. "I want to keep this child." I said.
Robert, my friend since childhood, was now a renowned obstetrician at this hospital.
He looked grave as he held my report. "Stomach cancer. If you terminate the pregnancy now and start aggressive treatment, there's still hope..."
Before Robert could finish, I interrupted him, "No! I won't terminate. I want to have this child."
I was afraid of dying, but I couldn't bear to lose the child, my child with Larry.
When I got home and opened the door, I saw Larry massaging Elsie's legs.
Watching the two of them so cozy together, I realized that he asked me to the old house for rest was for the purpose of making room for her.
"Don't overthink it. She's just staying temporarily." Larry explained dismissively when he saw me return unexpectedly.
The discomfort in my stomach made me retch again.
Seeing me clutch my chest with a pale face, Larry paused for a moment while adjusting Elsie's pillow. Maybe it was my imagination, but his eyes seemed to show a flicker of concern.
"Scarlett isn't that petty. Don't say that about her, or I'll be upset!" Elsie pouted playfully, prompting Larry to quickly adjust the pillow again.
Watching his careful attention, my heart felt like it was being twisted in agony. He hadn't been this gentle with me in a long time.
After Elsie left Larry that year for a flash marriage, her life wasn't as happy as she had hoped. Her tycoon husband kept many mistresses. And after every argument, she'd run to Larry, pouring out her heart, claiming she had stepped aside for my sake.
No matter how I explained, Larry never believed me.
Whenever Elsie called, Larry would rush to her side.
In this marriage, I poured my heart and soul into it, yet my love remained humble.
I glanced at the pillow in Larry's hands, printed with a sweet photo of us, now it was supporting another woman's back.
A dull pain throbbed in my heart.
At that moment, Elsie was clinging to Larry, her eyes provocatively meeting mine, the corners of her mouth curling upward.
"Scarlett, I'm so sorry. I asked Larry to pick you up from the hospital, but he was worried about me and couldn't leave. It's all my fault, don't be mad at him..."
It was laughable, Elsie seemed to be competing with a dying woman for a man.
Her voice was still as coquettish as the image I detested in my mind.
"Why bother with her? She's a normal adult, can't she get home by herself?" Larry's words made Elsie even more smug.
"I have something to discuss with you. Come up when you're done." I said, bypassing the two on the sofa and heading upstairs.
This marriage, with the third person, had lasted too long. As my life was nearing the end, I stubbornly wanted an answer.
An answer about me, Elsie, and him.
2
Then our housekeeper Mrs. Green brought in some soup. "Madam, please have some soup. Mr. Stewart-he'll be here soon."
Mrs. Green was an excellent cook, and I loved the soup she cooked, but my body could no longer bear such luxury.
I watched the fat congeal on the surface of the soup, lost in thought.
The door opened.
"Why we can't talk downstairs? Elsie's not an outsider." Larry said. His tone was irritated, his face full of disdain.
"Larry, did you ever love me?" I asked softly, holding my stomach and suppressing the nausea.
"You're being unreasonable again, Scarlett. When did you become so heartless? Elsie has nowhere to go after her divorce. I'm just helping her for a while!"
"How long is 'a while'? Six months? A year?" I pressed, meeting his gaze.
I didn't tell him the doctor said I had less than six months left.
"You weren't like this before. What happened to you?"
"Can't you be more understanding, like Elsie? Don't blow things out of proportion. You're both pregnant, can't you empathize with each other?"
It was always like this. Whenever Elsie was mentioned, I was the unreasonable one.
Chapter 1
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Chapter 2
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Chapter 3
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Chapter 4
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Chapter 5
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