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One night half a month ago, I suddenly had severe abdominal pain. Alexander Thomas happened to go home to get documents that day, and before I could ask him for help, he received a call from Rachel. He hurriedly drove out to help Rachel solve the difficult partner, while I endured the pain and called an ambulance myself.

As soon as I arrived at the hospital, I received a close-up photo of him and Rachel . The already precarious fetus could no longer stay still. After three months of pregnancy, he finally turned into a pool of blood and left my body. The embryo was not completely discharged. Yesterday was supposed to be our wedding anniversary, but I had to go for the surgery alone.

What's even more ridiculous is that I received the cat shortly after the surgery. Alexander Thomas and his little lover seemed to be laughing at my incompetence. What they did was like a knife stabbing my heart. And he knew clearly that I was most afraid of cats.

Alexander Thomas stood up and clenched the box tightly, his knuckles turned white. He didn't ask me why I didn't tell him because he hung up on me many times that night. The only time he answered, he only said one sentence: "I'm busy now, don't make noise."

What could he be busy with when he was called out by Rachel in the middle of the night ? "It's okay ... We still have Kevin Thomas ." He smiled casually, but his expression was uglier than crying. Without waiting for my reply, he walked into the room and closed the door skillfully. He seemed to have forgotten that our eldest son Kevin Thomas left me when he was born. For so many years, the person he hated the most was me.

I looked at the closed door and for the first time I didn't beg for reconciliation. In the seven years of marriage, I was the one who sought reconciliation every time there was a conflict. About half a year ago, our conflicts became more intense. I had a selfish desire and thought that having another child and raising it myself would definitely ease the family relationship and would definitely allow me to get the long-lost family affection from the baby. But I was wrong. With the departure of the baby, the conflict between us had reached an irreconcilable point.

"Goodbye, Alexander Thomas." I muttered to the door.