The Contract Wife’s Final Escape
Language: en
The tenth time I found Julian cheating in our bed, his reaction wasn't as intense as before. He glanced at his watch, then gently draped a coat over the young woman in his arms. Turning to me, he said, "Your prenatal appointment isn't until this afternoon, is it? Why are you back so early?" When I didn't answer, he gently stroked her head. "If you want to argue, argue with me! Don't hurt her!" He thought I'd throw another huge tantrum, just like always. But what he didn't know was that our ten-year pact was almost up. I was finally going to be free of him. 1. On our wedding photo by the…