Chapter 5

When they got married, Rachel said she wanted to be child-free, so Jack had a vasectomy to support her decision.

It was obvious whose child this was.

"You knew?"

A week ago, when Jack was leaving the house, he casually took out the trash.

If the garbage bag hadn't had a hole in the bottom, he wouldn't have accidentally discovered this.

Originally, knowing he didn't have much time left, Jack thought that as long as Rachel and Ethan didn't flaunt their relationship in front of him, there was no need to expose them.

But Rachel kept treating him like a fool for the sake of that boy toy, and it became unbearable.

In her panic, she still tried to argue, "Honey, even with a vasectomy, it's not absolutely..."

"Enough!" Jack interrupted her. "Do you remember when was the last time we were intimate?"

Rachel's expression flickered with confusion before settling into undisguisable embarrassment.

Knowing she couldn't talk her way out of this one, she finally came clean: "Yes, I changed my mind. Is that not allowed?"

"When we got married, our combined monthly income was less than $1,000. How could we afford a child?

I decided to be child-free because I understood your stress.

Now that I've made it on my own, why can't I have my own child?"

So that's how she saw it?

But Jack clearly remembered that when she was just a sales representative at a small company, he had secured a stable government job.

It was Rachel who worried that getting pregnant would cost her job, fearing that Jack might abandon her at any time.

To give her the sense of security she wanted, he had the vasectomy.

Jack's voice trembled with anger, the lesion in his abdomen aching dully: "Is this your reason for finding a boy toy outside?"

After saying this, how could she not understand who he was referring to?

"Yes, I found a young hunk. He's young, energetic, and knows how to sweet-talk me.

Unlike you now, with no ambition and no romance, always looking gloomy. I'm already being merciful by not replacing you as my husband!"

Jack laughed bitterly.

So what he thought was companionship was, in her eyes, nothing but a burden she had long wanted to shake off.

"Let's get a divorce."

Rachel reacted as if she'd heard a joke: "You? Asking me for a divorce?"

"Listen here, Jack. In my dictionary, there's no such thing as divorce, only 'till death do us part'!"