If he didn't know anything, how could he pinch his own hand and then complain to everyone that I pinched him? If he didn't know anything, how could he deliberately bump into my stomach several times after finding out I was pregnant? If he didn't deliberately scatter marbles in my house, how could I have slipped!
I couldn't help but find it funny. Only Cody treated him as a naive child who knew nothing.
I just found it ridiculous that I lost my baby forever because of them.
I slowly stood up by supporting myself against the wall. The furious Cody seemed to have finally remembered something. He was stunned, and then his tone softened as he tried to support me, "How are you? Does your stomach hurt? Do you want to get a checkup?"
"No, I want to go back." I said coldly.
"Remember to check the messages on your phone." I had made up my mind to divorce him and had asked a lawyer to prepare a divorce agreement.
Cody was relieved when he heard me mention the message on the phone. He probably thought I was going to make another request to him.
He patted the child and said, "Okay, I'll watch it later."
I glanced at him, said nothing, and left in a hurry.
This time, he couldn't stop me from leaving.