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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

"Everything lies in the open now, and I have nothing more to say."


"But you don't understand. Waking up every night to see that hideous scar of yours really makes me feel a bit sick."


Jade spoke without a hint of shame or remorse, all traces of her former guilt towards me completely vanished.


She had forgotten her vows and turned her back on me.


Something struck my heart violently, shattering it beyond repair.


"Jade, I got this scar saving your life. How can you be so disgusted by it?"


Jade clenched her fists tightly. "Enough. I've already given you three years of my life. Isn't that enough?"


"Enough? If you don't love me anymore, you could have just told me. I would have left."


"Why did you have to drug me and make me sterile?"


For the first time in our years of marriage, I shouted at her with the harshest tone I could muster.


Making me sterile, getting pregnant with another man's child, all because she found the scar on my face unsightly.


"I didn't expect things to turn out this way either."


"You could raise Jaxon's child as your own. I'll apologize and devote the rest of my life to loving you. Isn't that enough?"


Jade showed no signs of remorse, still intent on making me play the role of a convenient father.


At that moment, I finally felt my love for her turn to ashes.I grip my fists tightly, eventually raising my head to look at her.


Jaxon, nestled in her arms, glances at me with disdain in the corner of his mouth, secretly flipping me off, directly challenging me.


Yet his words are full of self-reproach: "Brent, don't blame Jade. We were all drunk that night. In her intoxicated state, she mistook me for you, and that's how we ended up sleeping together."


After speaking, he raises his hand and pretends to slap his own face.


Jade quickly stops him, saying with utmost concern: "No, I was fully aware that night. I knew what I was doing. I'll admit it, okay? Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."


How I wish I could hear her say it was because of drunkenness that this happened, that it was just a rash act to scare me.


Couldn't she give me an explanation, to make me feel that the years of emotion I've invested still have hope?


Right now, I feel like I've been pushed off a cliff into a bottomless abyss, utterly desperate.


But reality is reality, and I have to face it.


I want to give up on this bloodstained marriage.


Hearing this, Jade turns her head to look at me, stunned.


Perhaps she never thought that her lapdog would actually propose divorce to her. This was something she never expected.


I thought she might be moved, but what followed was her mockery.


"Divorce? Are you kidding me?""A hideous monster like you? Who else would want you if you left me?"


"And what about the company we built together? I hold the majority of the controlling shares, and all the decision-making power is in my hands. If you leave me, how is that any different from committing suicide?"


Jade looked at me with contempt, her gaze condescending, regarding me as if I were an insect.


She, who once ate ramen noodles with me as we started our business, for whose happiness I had given up my controlling shares.


Now she was using that very thing as a sword, viciously turning it against me.


But she had forgotten one thing. I took a deep breath and nodded firmly.


"Tomorrow morning, I'll have my assistant send you the divorce papers."


Chapter 2