Obviously, he didn't. Otherwise, he would have known our baby was already gone.
I dragged myself up and went to the bedroom to retrieve two things.
The first was the prenuptial property agreement Louis had signed the day he was discharged from the hospital. If he ever betrayed me again, I could file for divorce at any time and claim all of our jointly owned assets. The agreement had been notarized. It was legally airtight.
The second was Louis's medical report from this month.
These two things would soon become bullets aimed straight at Louis's heart.
I was genuinely curious whether Kathy would still treat him like a prize catch once she found out.
This house had been transferred into my name after Louis was discharged.
Now I contacted a real estate agent and listed it well below market value.
I booked a flight to Northport for later that day.
Then I started packing my essentials, ready to leave.
What I didn't expect was Louis appearing at the door just as I stepped outside.
He saw the suitcase in my hand, and his face turned dark as a storm.
"You triggered Kathy's depression, and now you're trying to dodge responsibility by going on vacation? How can you be this selfish?"