Theron pushed past me and walked out the door.

My mind went blank. I stood froze in place, unable to move, and watchedhelplessly as he disappeared from my sight.

My mind rushed with painful thoughts, “What did he just say? Go to City Hall to get divorced? Divorce? He wants to divorce me?” My heart ached sharply, and my legs gave in. I collapsed to the floor as tears spilled from my eyes.

I could only wonder, ’Why? Weren't we living happily as a married couple? Why does he want to divorce me? Especially now that I'm carrying our child.’

Unable to handle this sudden blow, I lay by the bed, sobbing out loud. After crying for what felt like forever, I rememberedthe baby inside me, so I knew I couldn't get too upset. I crawled back into bed, trying my best to control my emotions.

But it hurt too much, and I felt awful. I couldn't understand how our perfectly fine marriage had come to this. I couldn't accept it and I refused to get divorced.

If not for myself, then for our baby. I had to fight for our rights as mother and child.

Early the next morning, I went downstairs after washing up, and felt completely drained.

I didn’t seeTheron in the dining room, so I sat down at the table and asked Betty, who was preparing breakfast, "Betty, did he not come back after leaving last night?"

Betty sighed and nodded. "It doesn't look like it. Did you two have a fight last night? Why did he leave you alone so late?"

I was completely out of it and didn't have the energy to answer Betty.

Hearing that Theron hadn't come back all night made me feel even worse. “So, is he dead set on divorcing me? Is it because of that woman he brought home yesterday?” I still couldn't accept this.

After barely eating anything, I took a taxi straight to school. It was Monday, and my sophomore-year schedule was pretty tight. Even if my marriage fell apart, I couldn't let my studies slip.

I finally made it through my afternoon classes. I looked at my phone―still no messages from him. My chest started hurting again.

After class, a classmate came over and said, "Aura, let's go eat at the cafeteria."

I put my phone away and got up to follow.

Halfway there, a female student ran up to me and asked, "Are you Aurora?"

I looked at her confused, but nodded, "Yes, what's the matter?"

She said, "Someone's looking for you at the school gate. They want you to come right away."

“Who could it be?” I wondered. Curious, I turned and headed toward the gate.

When I arrived, a middle-aged man greeted me. He bowed slightly and said, "Ms. Wilson, this way please."

I followed him into the curb. He opened a car door, and I saw who was inside.

It was Vanessa.

A sense of danger rose in me, so I just stood there watching her warily.

In the car, Vanessa looked at me and said, "Get in. I'll treat you to dinner."

I kept my face blank, neither speaking nor moving.

This woman was probably the reason Theron wanted to divorce me.

Hostilely, I looked at her and asked, "What do you want from me?"

Vanessa sat proudly in the back seat and said with a contemptuous tone, "Just want to chat about Theo. What's wrong? Scared of me?"

Her attitude and tone were definitely trying to provoke me. "Scared of you? Of a shameless homewrecker?"