I pushed a folder across the table toward her. "Karen, let’s get a divorce."
Her face changed dramatically. She stared at me intently. "What game are you playing this time?"
I didn't respond. Leon licked his lips and interjected, "Jordan, maybe this is a misunderstanding?" He wrapped his arm around Karen and continued, "If our Karen did something wrong..."
Before Leon could finish, Karen suddenly pulled her arm away. She turned to him and said, "You go home first. I need to talk to him."
Leon was stunned. This was the first time Karen had shown him such coldness, but her expression remained emotionless. In the end, Leon stormed out angrily.
After Leon left, Karen’s tone softened immediately. "You really want to divorce me? Are you serious? What about the child?"
She touched her slightly protruding belly. "The child isn’t even born yet and you want to make it a single-parent child?"
I didn’t say anything. Even though I no longer had any love for her, the thought of the child with its congenital deformities, possibly even genetic disorders, still pained me.