Chapter 3

Hearing this, Catherine’s heart suddenly jolted.

“Albert, what nonsense are you talking about?”

“We just had Angel. Why are you talking about divorce?”

“I get it. Are you still mad at me?”

“It’s just adopting a child. Why have you suddenly become so petty?”

I only felt confused by Catherine’s questions. She loved Fred and his child so much.

As long as she agreed to the divorce, wouldn’t she be able to be with Fred officially?

And become Fred’s child’s mother? Wouldn’t that be great?

I didn’t want to keep dealing with this anymore. I could feel Angel trembling slightly in my arms from hunger.

Fred pulled Catherine aside and whispered in her ear:

“Catherine, divorce is complicated. You already have a child now. How could you possibly get divorced that easily?”

“And how could Albert really divorce you?”

“He loves you so much. Even when you and I were together for so long, he never even lost his temper with me.”

Hearing this, Catherine immediately agreed.

All these years, no matter what she did, I had always been able to tolerate everything about her perfectly.

This time, it had to just be me throwing a little fit, and wasn’t it just adding another child to the family?

What was the big deal?

So she nodded.

“Fred, you’re right. Divorce is so troublesome. We’d need a lawyer to divide the property, and then there’d be custody of the child.”

“And with how much Albert loves me, how could he possibly divorce me?”

As she spoke, she looked at me with disappointment.

“Albert, because I didn’t want Fred’s child to become my child, you’re actually trying to threaten me with divorce!”

“I’m telling you, it’s impossible. I have to raise Fred’s child!”

Hearing that everything Catherine said was about Fred and his child, the last bit of hope in my heart shattered completely.

The Catherine I had once loved was now thinking only about Fred and his child.

I bent down and kissed Angel.

“Angel, from now on, it’ll just be the two of us. We won’t need her anymore, okay?”

Catherine’s face darkened, and she quickly reached out to me.

“Albert, what are you talking about? I’m Angel’s mother!”

I slapped away Catherine’s hand, picked up Angel with a cold face, hailed a taxi, and hurried home.

Seeing me leave, Catherine instinctively tried to chase after me.

But Fred grabbed her, and after looking down at the child in her arms still crying, she didn’t come after me.