If in their family's eyes I would always be an outsider, then from this moment on, I no longer wanted to wrong myself for anyone.
I went back to the villa that was supposed to be our marital home to pack my things and leave.
But the password lock on the front door failed again and again.
Just as I was about to call Rachel, the door opened from the inside.
Tyler stood there wearing my pajamas, arms crossed, his face full of annoyance.
"What are you doing here?"
Before I could even question him, Rachel arrived. She immediately pulled Tyler behind her as if shielding him, then explained hurriedly, "Ivan, don't misunderstand. Ever since I got pregnant, I've been sleeping lightly. Tyler moved into the villa so he could take care of me more conveniently."
"Besides, the lease on the apartment near the hospital hasn't expired yet. Why don't you keep staying there for now? Just make do for a bit. Once the baby is born and we get our marriage certificate, you can move back in."
I stared at her in disbelief.
"I paid half for this house too. On what grounds did you let him move in without my consent? And on what grounds do you get to decide where I live?"