Betting On My Pregnancy? Sign The Divorce and Get Ruined!

Three years of marriage, and my seemingly celibate husband had never touched me. Then, out of nowhere, he sent me a text:

"Wanna do it?"

I quickly changed into a sheer silk nightgown and rushed into his room.

For a whole week, we used no protection.

I thought I had finally touched his heart. Clutching my positive pregnancy test, I went to his office to share the good news.

But outside the conference room, I heard him laughing with his sister-in-law, Evelyn, and some foreign investors.