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My Life My 8

My Life My 8

In the days that followed, Nicholas kept calling me, but I didn’t answer once.

Then he started sending me text messages.

Chapter 4

[Theresa, you’ve changed. You weren’t like this before.]

[Do you have another man? Is that why you’re suing me? You just want to take all my money, don’t you?]

It’s true–I wasn’t like this before. Before, I was just his pathetic lapdog who did whatever he wanted.

Even when he cheated, I forgave him. In the end, he killed me.

+20 Bonus

He completely crushed my heart. I will never forget how reluctant I was to die. At that moment, I swore that if I ever got another chance, I would take my revenge.

Soon, the day of my abortion arrived.

After the procedure, I stayed home to recover.

That night, Nicholas actually came looking for me. He pretended to be a food delivery guy and knocked on my door. I wasn’t

expecting him, so I let him in.

The moment he stepped inside, he started searching my apartment.

“Theresa, you must have another man. Tell me who he is! I’ll beat him to death!”

“Not everyone is as filthy as you, Nicholas!”

“Filthy?” He turned his head slowly and looked at me. “Theresa, if it weren’t for you refusing to pleasure me with your lips after

getting pregnant, I wouldn’t have gone to Shereen. She, on the other hand, was more than willing.”

SLAP!

struck him hard across the face.

“Get the hell out right now, or I’ll call the police!”

He grabbed me tightly, refusing to let go. “We’re still married–I have every right to be here. Theresa, you can’t live without me.

You’re still carrying our child. Do you really want them to grow up without a father? As long as you don’t hold me accountable for

what happened with Shereen, can still treat you just like before.”

“I already got rid of the baby,” I spoke coldly.

He instantly let go of me, staring in shock.

“Theresa, did you even ask for my permission? What gave you the right to decide that on your

own?”

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