Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

As soon as my phone rang, the noise outside stopped. There was no avoiding it now.

Ethan was the one who called. I didn't know what he wanted, but the timing was too perfect, like fate pushing me to face everything.

I opened the door and answered the phone as I walked out.

"Where are you?" Ethan asked.

"Benevolence Hospital," I replied and hung up. I stared at them, trying to keep my emotions in check.

Their faces were priceless. If I had a camera, their expressions could be a lesson in acting.

After a few seconds, they separated, and Arthur quickly pulled up his pants.

Vivian's face was bright red. Anyone would be embarrassed in this situation, especially being caught by the legal wife.

Vivian, clearly angry, jumped down from the sink and slowly pulled up her pants. "Emily, you've seen it. I'm with Arthur now, and I'm pregnant. You should divorce him."

I glanced at her flat stomach. No wonder Arthur wanted to get rid of my child yesterday; Vivian was pregnant too.

I glared at Arthur. "She's pregnant, and you're still going at it. Can you two be any more shameless?"

Vivian snorted, hooked her arm around Arthur, and looked at me arrogantly. "He likes being with me. Don't blame me for being better than you."

I've seen shameless people, but this was a new level.

I laughed angrily. "Vivian, I can't compete with your talent for seduction."

Vivian looked insulted and raised her hand to hit me, but Arthur grabbed her hand and said to me, "Come to my office."

Yesterday, I was scared to face Arthur. He wasn't human; he was a demon who could kill his own child. But now, I wasn't afraid. Maybe despair made me braver.

A lot of people were waiting outside the office. After Arthur opened the door, I stared at his back and said, "Arthur, if you have something to say, say it. I have nothing to hide."

I said it loudly to ruin his reputation in front of everyone. Arthur frowned, glanced back, then pulled me inside and shut the door.

He sat behind his desk, still looking awkward. After drinking half a glass of water, he finally looked at me and said, "Given your health, you shouldn't be out in the wind."

I laughed bitterly. "Arthur, are you actually concerned about me? What would Vivian think?"

I'd never spoken so harshly before. Arthur used to be the husband I vowed to spend my life with. Now, he was just a hypocrite.

Arthur's frown deepened. "Emily, calm down. Let's get a divorce."

I figured he and Vivian had been sneaking around for a while, and now he was in a rush to legitimize her pregnancy.

But I wasn't going to make it easy for them. My only leverage was my status as his wife, and I intended to hold onto it.

"Arthur, you can't have everything your way. I won't agree to a divorce. If you two are so in love, go ahead and commit bigamy. I'll take you both to court and expose your shame." By the end, I was almost shouting.

Arthur tugged at his collar. "You're too emotional. We'll talk when you calm down."

He was silent for a few minutes, then walked closer, trying to persuade me. "I've made up my mind. There's no reconciliation. I plan to keep Vivian's child."

When he mentioned the child, I remembered his ruthlessness from yesterday, and my heart ached. "They're both your children. Vivian's is your offspring, but mine was a mistake to be dealt with. Arthur, someone as heartless as you doesn't deserve to be an obstetrician."

Arthur's lips tightened. "Our marriage was a mistake. Emily, come back for your belongings. Let's have a peaceful divorce."

"A peaceful divorce?" I sneered. "You killed our child and ruined my life, and you want a peaceful divorce? Arthur, you're in a hurry to start a new life, but I won't make it easy for you."