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After numerous unsuccessful IVF attempts, I finally conceived despite my husband's low sperm count.
As I was battling severe morning sickness, my husband was commemorating his third year with his assistant. She shared a WhatsApp update showing him meticulously cutting her steak, captioned: [Such a thoughtful boss... I'll serve him forever...]
Fighting my queasiness, I approved the post. Soon after, he phoned me, saying, "What's your issue now? You're useless lately, just being sick. Louise takes care of everything for me. You should appreciate her reducing your workload!"
I retorted sarcastically, "Sure, I'll express my gratitude later!"
"You've changed! Has pregnancy made you forget yourself?" He berated me before abruptly ending the call.
I sighed deeply. Indeed, I'd been away so long, I'd nearly forgotten my own name.
I dialed a number I hadn't used in years, "Charlie, arrange a flight for tomorrow. I'm returning to Chicago."

My Husband's Assistant Stole My Life

Troy's hands, gripping the message, shook violently. "Felicia! This isn't amusing! Show yourself now. Such pranks are not funny at all!"


"I know I didn't keep my word today, and I apologize. I'll make amends, just please don't deceive me..." His voice grew fainter with each word.


In his heart, he understood better than anyone... Nobody would jest about a child and divorce.


As if struck by a sudden thought, Troy dashed to the bedroom, yanking open the closet to inspect Felicia's possessions. Only a handful of clothes were gone.


The wedding band he had purchased for her and the ring he had given her recently sat neatly on the nightstand.


Troy crumpled to the ground, wailing, "This can't be happening! Felicia, you adore me so much. How could you possibly leave me?"


Just then, his phone buzzed. It was an attorney calling, "Mr. Angelo, I'm from the law office. We received Ms. Hoffman's request about the divorce papers a few days ago..."


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