Chapter 5

It was late afternoon when I finally returned to the apartment.

Chloe had stopped acting. The moment I walked in, she exploded. "Ethan! What the hell is your problem? I just came back from a trip and I've been ignored all day! You don't care about me, you spent your paycheck without my permission, and now you're ignoring my calls? Have you lost your mind?"

She glared at me. "I want an apology right now!"

I looked at her calmly. "What's the matter? Done acting?"

"Acting? What kind of woman do you think I am?" Tears instantly welled up in her eyes. "Look at this!"

She threw a pregnancy test onto the coffee table. It showed two clear pink lines. "I'm pregnant! You're going to be a father! And this is how you treat me?"

"I'm carrying your baby, continuing your legacy, and instead of being grateful, you treat me like trash! I'm so hurt!"

I glanced at the pregnancy test.

Without a second thought, I tossed the divorce papers right in front of her. "Read it."

When she saw the documents, a flash of excitement crossed her face.

Before this, I had promised to transfer the apartment—which I bought before our marriage—to her name. I had told her the paperwork was being processed.

"Is the house transfer finalized? Let me see!"

But as she grabbed the papers and read the bold letters at the top: **DIVORCE AGREEMENT**, her entire body froze.

Her eyes turned red, and panic took over her face. Her lips began to tremble. "Ethan... you... you jerk! You want to divorce me?"

"Yes," I said coldly. "Let's divorce. Since you love your first love so much, go be with him. You two can build a life together."

"Are you even human? I'm pregnant with your child, and you want to divorce me? I'll kill you!"

Her true colors finally showed.

She flew at me, punching and scratching.

This was her usual behavior. Whenever things didn't go her way, she would physically and verbally abuse me.

I used to tolerate it.

But not anymore.

I grabbed her wrists and pushed her back onto the couch. "That's enough. Look over the agreement. If there are no issues, sign it."

"Fine! If you want a divorce, the car, the house, and all the savings go to me! You leave with nothing!" she screamed hysterically.

I didn't want to waste my breath. "If you want an amicable split, sign it. Otherwise, I'll see you in court."

With that, I walked out of the apartment.

Behind me, her shrieking voice echoed through the hallway. "You coward! Divorcing me while I'm pregnant! I'll make sure you pay for this!"

I walked down to my car and called my best friend, Liam, asking if I could crash at his place for a couple of days.

Liam agreed immediately.

At his apartment, I started finalizing my visa and paperwork for the overseas transfer.

The next morning, I was violently shaken awake.

"Ethan! Wake up, man! Your wife is live-streaming!" Liam yelled, shoving his phone in my face.

On the screen, Chloe was wearing a face mask, crying her eyes out, holding up a pregnancy report.

"Ethan is a heartless bastard! He got me pregnant and now he's abandoning me! He's a monster..."