At that moment, it hit me. The baby may not have been mine, but both of us had been discarded like trash. We both had served our purpose and had to be thrown away.
This whole situation had been a twisted thrill-seeking scheme for them. It was a game they started without any intention of taking responsibility for the consequences.
For the first time, I realized that the baby and I were probably the two most pathetic people in the world.
A sharp ringtone snapped me out of my thoughts. An unfamiliar number flashed on the screen. I answered.
"Miss Taylor, I’m your divorce lawyer," a deep familiar voice sounded from the other end.
I jolted at that moment. I opened my mouth, "Maxim Garrison?"
Maxim had been my college boyfriend. Our breakup had been quite messed up.
With our families fiercely opposed to our relationship, we had ended things on the worst possible terms.
I never thought I’d cross paths with Maxim again. I also had not imagined that Cissy would ask him to be my divorce lawyer.
Cissy had only told me that Maxim was the best divorce attorney in the field.
If Maxim could not win a divorce case, I was certain that no one could.