He suddenly rushed out of the house, leaving only one sentence behind.
“I’ll have someone bring you the divorce papers tomorrow.”
Watching him leave in such a hurry, my heart bled.
This time, I didn’t go to Nina’s house to cry on her shoulder like I did in my past life.
Instead, I decided to schedule a prenatal checkup to confirm my suspicions.
Just then, Nina called.
I hesitated for a moment but still answered. Her anxious voice came through the phone.
“Kayla, that jerk Rendy said he wants to divorce you?!”
Rendy was her childhood friend and she was the one who had arranged our marriage. It seemed he had already called and told her everything.
I quickly took the chance to ask, “Did he tell you why he wants a divorce?”
Nina gritted her teeth. “Nothing! That bastard told me to call you and ask you myself.”
“Don’t worry, Kayla. If I see Rendy, I’ll beat that jerk up!”
Hearing her angrily stand up for me, I felt a wave of warmth.
Thankfully, she still didn’t know I was pregnant.
I quickly said, “Nina, you don't have to come over. I need to process this alone."
She went silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, “Kayla, are you pregnant?”
I froze, instinctively tried to deny it.