Cheated Husband, Countdown Begins Chapter 2

Lost in thought, Julian was already getting impatient.

He thought I was reluctant to leave, and tapped the table irritably.

"Chloe, what are you dragging your feet for now?"

"Do you think I'll respect you more just because you gave birth?"

"Let me tell you, I don't love you, and I certainly won't love the child you bore."

"If you don't sign, I'll file for divorce, and your child will suffer the same tragic life as you!"

He was right, the person who knows you best can hurt you the most.

When I was eighteen, my parents divorced.

My father forced my mother to leave with nothing and publicly disowned me.

He forbade me from bearing the Miller name, from inheriting his estate, from having any connection to him.

Abandoned by my own father, I became the laughingstock of our social circle.

An object of ridicule and isolation for everyone.

At that time, only Julian was by my side.

He tirelessly walked me to and from school.

He stood in front of me when I was bullied.

He told me when I was sad and helpless:

"Chloe, you're the best."

"Even if the whole world abandons you, I'll always be with you."

"I love you, and I'll work hard to give you a happy, complete home."

For Julian's promise.

I gave up my original career path to pursue medicine, solely to cure his illness.

I risked my life, enduring with him through a tumultuous battle over inheritance.

I abandoned my future and career, staying home to prepare for pregnancy and nurture our child.

I thought that after enduring all the hardships, good fortune would finally come.

Who would have thought that Julian, during my pregnancy, couldn't resist loneliness and cheated with Scarlett.

After I discovered it, Julian showed no guilt for cheating, no shame for his betrayal.

He simply told me, his face calm:

"I can't help it, Chloe, I didn't want this."

"But that day, when I saw the stretch marks on your stomach, I suddenly felt disgusted."

"I couldn't feel any desire for you, but I'm still a man, and I needed an outlet."

"And Scarlett, she gave me a thrill and sensations I'd never experienced before."

"So, I owed her the respect and status she deserved."

The Sterling family had strict rules, and Julian was known for his self-discipline.

He despised keeping mistresses or engaging in casual affairs.

So, he simply came right out and asked for a divorce.

At that time, I was newly pregnant.

To get what I wanted.

To personally witness Julian pay the price.

I endured all the humiliation.

Even when Julian openly took Scarlett to various events.

Even when Julian publicly shamed me in front of all the media, calling me a clingy, worn-out wife.

I endured it all.

All for this very moment.

I picked up the pen and decisively signed my name on the divorce papers.

Just then, Scarlett's phone call came in, her sweet, simpering voice urging Julian:

"Julian, are you done yet?"

"I've changed and I'm waiting for you."

"You're not having second thoughts about the divorce because of the baby, are you?"

"If so, I'm never talking to you again!"

Looking at the provocative photos Scarlett sent, Julian's breath hitched for a moment, and his voice deepened.

His eyes sparkled with a smile, like he used to coax me, he carefully coaxed his current sweetheart.

Then he swiftly snatched the divorce papers, slammed the door, and left.

The sharp paper left a thin, bleeding scratch on my palm.

The heavy slam of the door startled the baby into loud sobs.

The doctor rushed over to see what was happening.

And Julian, from start to finish, never once looked back at us.

I sighed lightly, about to soothe the baby.

The doctor suddenly grabbed my hand, urgent.

"What happened to your hand? Did Julian do this?"

"Come with me for a check-up, do you know he has…"

Such a disease, he couldn't bring himself to say.

But I calmly looked up, a genuine smile on my face.

"Julian's health has always been my responsibility; of course, I know better than anyone."

I had already received Julian's test results yesterday.

The outcome was exactly as I had expected.

AIDS, positive.

His heart, lungs, and blood vessels were already infected.

A common cold, a sneeze, even strenuous exercise.

Any of these could claim Julian's life at any moment.

So, in the coming month.

The closer he got to Scarlett, the closer he got to his own death.