I let out a long breath and closed my eyes.
But I still couldn't resist slapping her with all my strength.
"We'll divorce tomorrow!"
She didn't expect such behavior from me, so she covered her face in shock and cried, "I knew it. Chester was right. You were just pretending to be nice to me! Now your true colors are revealed!
"Just divorce me if you want! If my parents hadn't forced me to do so, I wouldn't have married you under protest!
"I'll get married to Chester as soon as I get divorced! His genes are better than yours, so I'm sure he can get me pregnant with a son!"
I thought my heart had gone numb since the moment I saw the video, but I didn't expect that I would still feel pain when I heard these words.
It turned out that the marriage I was pleased to have been just a reluctant compromise she made.
The next day after the divorce, I saw Chester.
Riding a shabby second-hand motorcycle, he deliberately bumped against my shoulder and whispered to me smugly when he picked up Rena.
"Educated Mr. Carter, your wife is so good in bed. It's a pity that you don't have the chance to sleep with her anymore."