Chapter 1Me or this kid, who's it gonna be?

Julian got a girl pregnant one drunken night.

By the time I found out, she was already six months along.

He told me to keep the baby, and that everything between us would go back to how it was.

I shook my head, stubbornly asking him:

"Me or the baby, who do you choose?"

That day, he remained silent for a long time, unable to give me an answer.

But after I disappeared, he regretted it.

Married to Julian for five years, I never imagined we’d end this way.

At the hospital entrance, Julian was tenderly supporting a young, beautiful girl down the steps.

I stood not far away, my eyes meeting Julian’s, which were filled with a tenderness I hadn't seen in a long time.

He flinched, his gaze quickly darting away from mine.

The heavily pregnant girl beside him also looked my way, her eyes instantly welling up with tears.

After safely getting her into the car and whispering a few careful words, Julian finally walked towards me.

His steps were calm and composed, completely lacking the panic I expected after being caught.

He first touched my hand, which was cold as ice, holding it tightly in his palm.

"Why are you at the hospital? Are you not feeling well?"

He spoke with concern, reaching out to touch my forehead.

I pulled away.

"Who is she?"

Julian didn't answer my question. Instead, he pulled me into a comforting hug.

"Someone unimportant. I'll explain everything when we get home, okay?"

His gentle words, at that moment, finally brought tears to my eyes.

I stubbornly lifted my head, desperate for an answer.

If he just said it, I would believe him.

Julian sighed softly, then slowly wiped the tears from my eyes.

"The baby is mine."

My tears froze on my face. I felt like I'd forgotten how to breathe.

I bit my lip until it bled, then struggled free from his embrace, stepping back, one pace at a time.

It was then that a hint of anger finally crossed Julian's face.

He pulled me close again, looking at me with pained eyes.

"Nora, you can blame me, but don't hurt yourself."

I couldn't understand why he was acting so loving after doing something like this.

As we stood in silent confrontation,

The girl from the car got out.

"Get back in!"

Julian's voice was cold, devoid of any warmth.

The girl looked timidly at him but didn't leave, a newfound determination in her eyes.

"Miss Shen, Julian and I aren't what you think. This baby was an accident."

She finished with a bitter smile.

"If I could, I'd want him gone more than anyone."

My vision blurred with tears, so I couldn't clearly see Julian's expression.

But knowing him as I did, I could sense that his initial coldness had already softened.

"Enough! Stop talking!"

Jealousy and resentment surged through me. I screamed, my voice breaking.

The girl flinched, swaying, almost falling, but Julian quickly caught her in his arms.

I stared at the scene, a thought flashing through my mind.

I lunged towards them.

Just as I was about to touch the girl's swollen belly, a powerful force shoved me away.

I landed on the ground, lifting my scraped palm, and managed a bitter laugh.

Julian looked at his outstretched hand in disbelief, frozen.

That day, Julian left the six-month pregnant girl and took me home.

But I knew there was no future for us.