My Husband Cried After I Divorced Him

From the back cover

During my late pregnancy, I suddenly had hypoglycemia while accompanying my husband to a party.

I reached out with difficulty to take the juice on the table, but was stopped by my husband’s female assistant.

“Callie, I can’t drink alcohol. Can you let me drink this glass of juice?”

My eyes went dark and I drank the glass of juice without caring too much.

When my husband found out, he scolded me coldly, “It’s just a glass of juice. You are so childish that you have to take Lane’s. Do you know? Because you, Lane has been thirsty for a day!”

I looked at him, my face full of confusion.

“She has hands. Can’t she buy water by herself? Do you know how dangerous hypoglycemia is for pregnant women?”

Doran immediately apologized to me after hearing this. “I’m sorry, my wife. I was confused. You rest well here. I will take you home later.”

I nodded in agreement, but Doran didn’t show up until late at night. When I was impatient to go out to find him, I was suddenly pushed into a swimming pool full of juice.

“Don’t you want to drink juice? Today, I’ll let you drink enough at once!” Doran held the female assistant and sneered at me, who was kicked back into the water.

Until dawn, I looked at the swimming pool and sent a message to my brother in an unusually calm manner.

[Brother, your beloved nephew is gone and Doran doesn’t need to stay.]