He wasn’t in love with her. Never did. His parents’ advice was the only reason he married her. His father was wealthy and powerful, and the will stated that the son could only receive everything if he wed a “respectable girl.” So he did what he was told. for financial gain. for authority.
However, his heart was devoid of any warmth. Just annoyance, rage, and disdain. And he made the decision to make sure she was the first to flee if he had to get married. Her life will become intolerable because of him.
He did not cover anything up; he cheated in public. For nights, they vanished. Instead of providing her with financial support, he made her work herself to the bone by having her work in the office during the day and a second job in the evening.
He called her derogatory names, destroyed her spirit, and humiliated her verbally. The woman dwindled. Her health was destroyed by constant stress and exhaustion, and her desire to have children gradually faded away because she was unable to conceive.
Then a new form of brutality appeared. “You can’t even have a child — what kind of wife are you?” he laughed in her face, accusing her of being the cause of the infertility.The man chose to offer his “infertile” wife a pregnant doll as a “gift” following a trip with his mistress. However, his wife also prepared a present for him.
He entered the toy store and took his time looking around. A stunning pregnant doll caught his attention. Excellent. has a round belly, expressive eyes, and a clean face.
Feeling proud of himself, he drove home. “Even a doll can get pregnant, but you can’t,” was one of the sarcastic remarks that were already echoing in his mind. He relished every second of his brutality. The lady who had sacrificed everything for the guy she loved was the one he sought to harm. He had no doubt that she would eventually leave him after giving him such a gift.
However, he froze as soon as he opened the flat door. Right at the doorway stood his wife. Her eyes were icy and filled with disdain, and a mocking smirk danced on her lips.
— Hi, sweetheart. Why are you in this place? — She spoke in a soothing yet sharp tone.
— I came to see my wife, whom I adore. Were you anticipating my arrival?
Yes, I most definitely was. I’ve got a present for you.
The man was appalled at the gift she had prepared and went to his knees, pleading for forgiveness, but it was too late.
She gave him a few documents. He accepted them. He wasn’t sure what they were at first. Then his face went white.
He had divorce papers in his hands. A copy of the will, too. The businesses, the property, the bank accounts—all of this suddenly belonged to her after his father disinherited him.
The truth had reached his father. He had heard of his son’s treatment of his wife. The elderly man found it intolerable. And he made a decision—not for his own kid, but for the lady his son had attempted to break but was unable to do so.
The man held the doll while he stood there. What he intended to be a humiliating scene for her ended up humiliating him.
She gave him a composed, hard look and added:
— I am going to have a child. However, my kid will have a biological father.
And she left without turning around.
