After Five Years of Fake Vitamins, His Mistress Got Pregnant - Chapter 7

Robert Hamilton’s messages were also rapidly flooding the screen, making my text messages lag a bit.

I didn’t open the group messages to read them.

What they said no longer mattered.

I was determined to escape.

No matter what, I wouldn’t go back.

I swiped left on the chat box and deleted the entire conversation.

But I did open Robert Hamilton’s chat box, not because I couldn’t let go, but because I wanted to see if he had signed the divorce agreement.

I scrolled to the top and his first message was, “Live, I’m not divorcing you. You wish.”

He had torn the divorce agreement into shreds and even sent me a picture.

The floor was covered in scattered fragments.

An entire page was filled with his voice messages.

“Liv, before we got married, we said we’d satisfy our parents wishes. We’ve been playing along for 5 years. How can you just stop playing? Liv, you are playing dirty. You left and left me to deal with this mess. I’m going to your home everyday to find you. You can’t just not come home, right? ”

His voice grew more and more agitated.

I was too lazy to listen to the remaining voice messages and exited the chat immediately.

Robert Hamilton’s call came through at that moment.

I hesitated for a second, then rejected it.

He seemed to have gone mad, calling one after another.

I had no choice but to take out the SIM card from my phone and throw it into a trash can.

I had a blast the entire night with Leo Carter.

Our friends understood and left before midnight, leaving just the two of us.

We used the excuse of being drunk to pour out our hearts to each other.

We drank bottle after bottle of red wine.

Since trying for a baby 3 years ago, I had never drunk so freely.

Now that I had finally broken the abstinence, I leaned on Leo Carter’s shoulder and drank heavily until I passed out.

The next day, after sobering up, I opened my laptop.

In the three years I spent trying for a baby, I had lost my stable job.

Robert Hamilton always said, “Our family is so rich, you just need to be a wealthy wife at home. Why bother with a career? You’re blessed, but insist on suffering.”

I had initially been determined not to let family encroach on my career space.

However, since I wasn’t getting pregnant, I finally listened to everyone’s advice, resigned, and stayed home to focus on trying for a baby.

Thinking back on these things, I just felt ridiculous.

I was so obedient to the Hamiltons, but Robert Hamilton was busy secretly giving me medicine.

Who wouldn’t say I was pathetic? I focused on updating my resume and submitting it to various job websites.

I accidentally saw a post Robert Hamilton had published on a US News website.

He had posted a statement in fluent English.

“My wife landed in the new city on July 6th, US time, but I can’t find her. Please help guide me. Provide any useful leads. Reward is 1 million US due. ”

My mom called me via video chat. I hesitated for a moment but still answered.

As soon as she saw me, she started crying.

“Liv, how long are you going to keep this up? Do you think we can’t find out where you are just because you ran away?”

“As long as you have any connection to your dad and me, we can call the police and have them help search for you.”

“There are surveillance cameras everywhere now. You can’t run far. Now Rob has gone abroad to find you. We can talk things out properly. ”

Seeing her like this made me furious.