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My darling, international airline captain Aria, infertile for eight years, brought home a pair of five-year-old twins after completing her flight. She held hands with Eliot, the co-pilot I had personally trained, bypassing me and heading straight to the master bedroom with the children and luggage.
"I know what you're thinking. Although my relationship with Eliot started as an accident, we've been working in perfect sync on the plane for five years. He stood by me in extremely dangerous situations, encouraging me to successfully give birth to a son and a daughter. I could never abandon him!"
"Eliot and I have two months of rest coming up. During this time, you should temporarily move to the guest room... The children are still young; they'll have nightmares if they don't sleep with me and Eliot."
Seeing me frozen in place, Aria sighed and finally softened her voice.
"I know this situation is unfair to you, but don't worry, I won't divorce you. As long as you can get along peacefully with Eliot and treat the children as your own, we can still live happily and lovingly like before."
I spoke coldly, with indifference.
"What if I can't do that?"
Aria's face suddenly changed, her eyes turning cold and filled with warning.
"You can't? Then let's get divorced! But Chase, without me, who else would want you? A useless man with no career, no money, and can't even get me pregnant?"
Under Aria and Eliot's contemptuous and disdainful gazes, I laughed, no longer reminiscing about the eight years of marriage and three years of flying together through thick and thin.
"Fine, let's get divorced then. But Aria, you don't really think that from now on you'll have a perfect family with both children and happiness, do you?"

Darling Infertile For Eight Years, Returns With Five-year-old Twins

The phone was hung up again, and Aria felt like her chest was about to explode with anger.


But the next second, she broke down crying again.


No, Chase had warned her, but she didn't listen...


After a long while, Aria raised her head, her face half lucid, half confused.


So, she was stupid enough to drive away her husband of eight years, who had been through thick and thin with her for three years of flying, all for Eliot who was just after her money, and for two children who weren't even her own!


Back then, she really did test positive for pregnancy.


After leaving Aria, I threw myself into work.


Strangely enough, since breaking ties with the Ashford family, the profits of the air cargo company actually took a leap upward.


Striking while the iron was hot, I extended an olive branch to the ferry company.


On the day I got the divorce certificate, I made a special trip back to the Ashford family.


Chapter 9