Chapter 3No Second Chances For My Ex

Hailey shoved me aside with a challenging smirk, helping Caspian walk toward the exit.

As they passed, Caspian smiled carelessly.

“Mrs. Thorne, my patience has its limits.”

“Even if you don't care about yourself, think about your mother. Without me, she will die.”

“I know you feel wronged, but if you want your mother to live, you need to accept your life. Next time you bring up divorce, you better think it through. Don’t cry when I actually sign it.”

I knew he was right. I should keep enduring, so my mother could get the best treatment, at least to keep her breathing.

But why? Why should I allow myself to be trapped in this rotting life?

I lifted my eyes, meeting his with stubborn defiance, and spoke with resolute clarity.

“Caspian. I am not playing games.”

“I said, I want a divorce.”

He still didn't know.

Three days ago, my old mentor, Noah, called. He told me about a new drug developed overseas. It had a high chance of curing my mother, though it hadn’t hit the market yet. If I was willing, he could get me into the trial.

I agreed immediately.

After hanging up, I rushed to the hospital to give my mother the good news, but I collapsed on the way.

When I woke up, the doctor told me I was three months pregnant.

That thin sonogram report weighed a thousand pounds. The little life in my womb was trying to keep me tethered to him. I had seriously considered telling Caspian, just to give my youth an answer, a clean break.

But now, I didn't need to.

The baby was gone. There was no reason left to stay.

Caspian’s eyes were filled with nothing but irritation. I was once his only weakness. Now, I was a thorn in his side.

He started to laugh, but the amusement never reached his eyes.

I ignored him, turning to Hailey with a cynical tone.

“Well, what a shame. It looks like your Caspian has no intention of making you an honest woman.”

“As long as I am Mrs. Thorne, you and the illegitimate spawn in your belly will never amount to anything.”

The girl didn't disappoint. The tears started immediately.

Caspian gently stroked her head.

“My princess, stop crying. My heart is breaking.”

“I’ll sign the papers. I’ll sign them right now, okay?”

I looked down, my smile bitter. The very thing I had begged him for, the girl could get with two tears.

The signed divorce papers hit my face. Caspian's smile was cold.

“Tessa. I’ll be waiting for the day you regret this and come crawling back to me.”

I watched their retreating backs, laughing through my tears.

I would never regret it. I would never beg him again. Soon, I would take my mother and leave.

For the rest of our lives, we would never have to meet again.

The speedway was far from the city. I couldn't get a cab, so I started walking. Each step was a torment, but my resolve was absolute.

When I reached the hospital, my entire lower body was soaked in blood. The baby was gone.

As the anesthesia took effect, I didn’t feel the expected grief; only a profound sense of relief.

After the procedure, I rushed to my mother’s room. But the moment I opened the door, a sudden, ice-cold horror engulfed me.

The two entangled figures I saw, naked in my mother’s hospital bed, tore away the last shreds of my dignity.