After Divorce, Chase Back His Wronged Sweetie
"Apart from divorce, I have nothing to say to you," my husband Kyle said coldly. "Fine, I agree to the divorce," I replied, holding back tears, my hand gripping the diagnosis that confirmed I had stomach cancer.
"Honey, are you ready? We need to go to the hospital for the baby's check-up," I heard a soft female voice coming from Kyle's phone. Today was not my lucky day.
After three years of marriage, my husband was keeping a mistress who had borne him a son, while I had lost my unborn child.
At my lowest point, I discovered that I was the victim of Kyle's relentless revenge. Our marriage was a plot by Kyle to avenge his sister.
Standing on the rooftop, I asked Kyle one last time, "Kyle, when will you give up on revenge? If I die, will you put down your hate?" Kyle said, "Claudia, I don't believe you have the guts to jump." Before he could finish, I took the leap...