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Three years ago, to save Jade, my face was horrifically disfigured when thugs threw acid on me.
To prevent her from feeling guilty, I traveled to the ends of the earth and finally found treatment to repair my scars.
I rushed back home without delay, wearing fake scars that I wanted her to peel off herself as a surprise.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I pushed open the door, I saw Jade pinned against the wall by her childhood sweetheart Jaxon, kissing passionately, almost to the point of getting carried away.
"Be careful, I'm pregnant now, after all."
"You're carrying Brent's child?"
"How could that be possible? He's nothing but a disfigured freak. How could he be worthy of fathering my child?"
"Then whose child is it?"
"Yours. I found him too ugly, so I've been slipping drugs into his food every day to make him sterile."
"If it weren't for his ability to manage the company so well, I would have divorced him long ago."
Hearing this, Jaxon laughed uncontrollably, yanking off Jade's dress and teasing her relentlessly.
At that moment, the seeds of hatred took root in my heart, and I clenched my fists, rushing in like a madman.

Wife Poisoned Me to Make Me Sterile, and I Went on a Killing Spree

I looked at Jade's pale face with amusement.


She suddenly stood up, staring at her own signature on the agreement in front of her. When she saw the name "Jade" written there, she panicked instantly.


"Brent, you still kept this agreement?"


"You said you loved me and trusted me, but it turns out you had a backup plan all along."


Jade grabbed the ashtray from the table and hurled it at me again. This time, I dodged it easily.


Years ago, she might have loved me, which is why she voluntarily brought the agreement to me and said, "Brent, you've sacrificed so much for me. I have no way to repay you except to stay by your side forever, never leaving you."


With tears in her eyes, she gently caressed that scar, suddenly pulling me into her embrace.


Back then, when she said she loved me, it was genuine.


But once a marriage goes through the seven-year itch, all that's left is boredom.


Chapter 5