Three Years Married, Eight Years Secret: His Suicide Threat When I Filed for Divorce
Chapter 3
When I got home, Lucas had already prepared dinner and was waiting for me.
"I've made dinner, come eat quickly."
The phone screen lit up. It was the landlord.
"Miss, the apartment you viewed later can be moved into the day after tomorrow. You should decide quickly."
I replied, "How can it be so fast?"
"The tenant today went out to buy a house with her boyfriend. They said they've already decided and will move out by the day after tomorrow at the latest."
"Okay."
I sneered as I looked at Lucas, who was still busy. Now he's washing clothes and cooking for me, but during the day he went out to buy a house with his mistress.
How wonderful.
Lucas saw my expression and moved me to the dining table, kissing the corner of my mouth, "Is my baby unhappy today?"
I looked at him for a while before speaking, "I went to your company to find you today, but you weren't there."
Lucas's expression visibly stiffened. I continued to press, "You weren't at work? Where did you go?"
His smile had already gradually disappeared, but the next second it rose again, "I went out to meet a client today. Why did my baby come to the company to find me?"
I smiled lightly and hugged his waist, snuggling into his arms, "Nothing, I just missed you."
I took out my phone and flipped to the photos of the apartment I had taken in the afternoon, "Sophie and I went to look at apartments this afternoon. What do you think of this one?"
I handed the phone to him. His smile became particularly uncomfortable, but his tone was still gentle as usual, "Why are you looking at apartments?"
I spoke softly, carefully observing his expression, "Sophie said she wants to renovate the one she bought, so she needs to rent one temporarily."
He nodded casually and handed the phone back to me, "This one is not bad."
I smiled and flipped to the girl's photo to show him, "I saw this girl when I was viewing the apartment. She's quite pretty, so I couldn't help but take a photo."
He glanced at it, his expression evasive. His hand shook a little as he served me food, "She is pretty, but my baby is prettier."
I smiled and put away the phone, "Let's eat."
This was the most silent meal we had had since we got together.
That night, when he wanted to be intimate, I coldly pushed him away, "Have you forgotten? I'm on my period."
He retreated sheepishly, holding me tightly in his arms.
The day after tomorrow is my birthday. As usual, I would celebrate with Sophie first and then come home to celebrate with Lucas.
But on this day, Sophie and I went directly to that community.
We stood outside the community, watching Lucas and another woman laughing and kissing passionately.
Sophie was about to rush over to confront Lucas, but I stopped her.
We followed them to their new community where they were moving.
To my surprise, Lucas was so bold as to buy a house in the same building as ours.
How loving.
I deliberately returned home at ten o'clock as before, after celebrating my birthday with Sophie.
When I got home, I didn't turn on the lights. I sat on the sofa in the dark, waiting for Lucas to come back.
Lucas came back at half past ten. When he saw me sitting on the sofa, he was startled.
The next moment, he returned to normal, just like before, holding a cake in his hand and a bouquet of tulips I liked.
"Baby, I'm back! Happy birthday!"
I looked at his performance quietly, chuckling, "Thank you."
I accepted the cake and blessings as usual.
He sang me a birthday song, turned off the lights, and let me make a wish.
I closed my eyes and made a wish for a long time. When the candles were about to go out, Lucas started to urge me, "If you take too long, it won't come true."
I blew out the candles and spoke in the darkness, "Lucas, would you be as good to other women as you are to me?"
When Lucas turned on the lights, I saw his panicked expression again, "Baby, what are you talking about?"
He pinched my face, "You don't seem to be in a good state lately. Is it because of your period?"
I couldn't control my emotions anymore and slapped his hand away, "Lucas, have you had enough of this act? How long do I have to play along with you?"
His expression froze, and he stared at me blankly, his eyes panicked.
"Are you going to confess yourself, or do you want me to say it?"
Seeing him not speaking for a long time, I sneered and stood up, taking out a report from my bag and throwing it in his face.
"This is the pregnancy test report I saw in your car yesterday."
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