hapter 5
Luna sent him a photo of herself unbuttoning her shirt, and Anthony couldn’t hold back any longer.
He hurried to Luna’s ward. Looking at her coquettish expression, Anthony clenched his fists to suppress his desire.
“You said it’s hot. Is the room temperature too high, or are you not feeling well?”
Anthony reached out and touched Luna’s forehead.
Luna didn’t hesitate to hold Anthony’s hand. “It’s nice and cool now. Anton, don’t leave. Stay with me for a while…
“Our baby wants to see its daddy too!”
Luna exposed her slightly raised belly, her cheeks flushed as she hugged Anthony.
“Anton, do you prefer a boy or a girl?”
Luna suddenly remembered something and pulled out an ultrasound report from under her pillow, excitedly showing it to Anthony. “Anton, look! The doctor said our baby is very healthy, and you can even vaguely see its little shape.”
Anthony was also very happy.
He reached out to touch Luna’s belly. “How many months along are you?”
“Almost four months. The baby will arrive in another five months!”
Luna spoke sincerely, but Anthony’s face showed an unnatural
expression.
He thought of me. How far along was I?
Luna was four months pregnant, and Anthony could already see her raised belly. But my belly….
He remembered my sorrowful eyes when we met.
Anthony frowned, and he thought my belly seemed unusually flat.
He panicked and let go of Luna’s hand.
“Sleep for a while. I’ll be back soon.”
Luna wanted to hold onto Anthony, but he left ruthlessly.
Anthony rushed out of the ward without looking back.
I was clingy and usually dependent on him the most.
But these days, Anthony didn’t come home, and I didn’t bother him at all.
A bad feeling welled up in his heart, and Anthony rushed into my ward, only to find it empty.
He anxiously grabbed a nurse and asked, “Where is the person in this
room?”
“Sir, the person in this room has already checked out.”
Anthony was stunned, looking at the empty room in disbelief.
He immediately thought I was mad at him again.
He irritably scratched his hair. “Karina is still pregnant. What the hell does she want to do?”
Anthony took out his phone and called me.
But I already blocked him.
The mechanical voice repeated, “The number you have dialed is turned off.” Anthony’s heart instantly sank.
Anthony finally realized that I might be serious.
“No, it’s not like that. We clearly agreed to a fake divorce.”
He desperately sent me messages, but he would not get any response.
“No, Karina, you can’t do this…”
Anthony sat on the ground in a daze. He suddenly saw the photos in the trash can. I tore up the photos of us.
He finally believed I was serious.
But why did I leave? Didn’t we agree to a fake divorce?
Did I know about the affair between him and Luna?
How could it be possible?
How could I leave him?
Anthony frantically searched the room, wanting to find any traces of me
and our memories of love.
But there was nothing.
He couldn’t find anything.
Anthony’s eyes turned red. He didn’t know why his heart was so painful.
Then he saw the divorce certificate and my phone on the table.
He rushed over, breathless.
Suddenly, the phone lit up. It showed the messages he just sent to me.
Anthony’s confidence and courage collapsed instantly.
He thought he could juggle both Luna and me. He believed his affair with Luna was just a casual fling. He was very cautious, so he could definitely hide it from me.
But he never expected that I would already know everything
Suddenly, the phone buzzed again, and Anthony looked down. It was a message from Luna.
Luna sent a photo of a messy bed. Anthony didn’t know when Luna started to provoke me.
Anthony was furious, scrolling up to read the messages Luna sent me.
Anthony’s heart felt like it was being torn apart, with waves of pain spreading through it.
He didn’t dare to click any photos or videos.
He just looked at those provocative words.
“Karina, don’t you think Anton will remarry you?”
“Anton has always loved me. You are just a substitute for me.”
