“I can’t stand Rachel. This time, she hired extras to act out a melodramatic jealousy scene. What’s next? Will she actually kill someone or start a fire?” David said. He paused, looking at the surrounding crowd. 

“She’s so emotionally unstable. Remember to avoid her after our divorce,” he continued. His voice was loud and deliberate. 

“I’ll make sure to divorce her within three months. Then I’ll marry my love, Ashley! We’ll share our happiness online and offline!” he announced. 

The crowd erupted in cheers, “Yes! We support you!” 

“Some wives are just bad luck for us men!” 

“We support you!” 

Under everyone’s gaze, Ashley blushed and nodded, putting on the diamond ring that was much larger than the one I’d received. Her lips curved in a triumphant smile, showing no trace of her previous suicidal despair. 

I put down my phone and prepared to ask a doctor about my condition. 

Just as I reached the door, I heard my mother-in-law on the phone, “I’ve sent you the photos. Rachel’s baby is gone. The doctor said the stillborn can be buried. Contact the cemetery and come to the hospital,” she said. 

“Rachel is very fragile right now. She needs you to be here,” she added. 

On the other end, David sounded extremely impatient, “Enough, Mom! Are you continuing the act all the way to the hospital? Isn’t she embarrassed?” he said. 

“She’s really something. Where did she find a fake dead baby as an extra?” he continued, mockingly. 

“She’s even lying in the hospital bed. Tell her if she really wants to die, just let her die! I’ll compensate her parents!” he said. 

My mother-in-law was furious, “David, don’t you believe me anymore?” she said. 

David clicked his tongue, “Mom, I believe you about everything else. But about her, especially about losing the baby, I don’t believe a word,” he said. 

“By the way, Mom, when the child is born, make sure it can’t take my family name. This is her punishment,” he concluded.