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Darling chats in French with another man every night.
She thinks I can't understand, indulging freely.
They discuss the kitchen, coffee table, balcony...
Even planning their next outdoor rendezvous.
Each time she chats, I send her a number.
She once asked what it meant. Drunk, I joked: "Every time you chat with another man, I keep count. When it hits 100, I'm done with you."
At 99, she didn't take it seriously.
At 100, coincidentally our fifth anniversary.
I tricked her into signing divorce papers hidden in house purchase documents.
She doesn't know I've accepted a job offer in France. I'll be gone in a week.
From now on, I'm done with her for good...

Wife Flirts with Male Model, I Leave Without Hesitation

In the hospital room, Seraphina was sobbing uncontrollably.


She lovingly caressed her belly, as if she had found the world's greatest treasure.


"This is wonderful, Gunner. Did you hear?"


"We're having a baby. Maybe this is fate. Even heaven wants us to be together..."


She pleaded again, grasping my hand with tearful eyes: "Will you come back? Please?"


"I know you hate me, but for the baby's sake, come back to me..."


I silently stared at her expression, then glanced at her stomach one last time before shaking off Seraphina's hand and leaving the hospital room.


Returning to my apartment, I found waiting for me.


She had a stack of company documents in front of her, sitting on the couch lost in thought, her eyes red and puffy.


Seeing me return, she quickly composed herself, wiped her eyes, and forced a smile: "I'm sorry, senior. There are some documents that need your signature. I didn't know you'd be back so late, so..."


She handed me the documents, then couldn't help but ask—


Chapter 6