— We need to get divorced.
That’s what my husband said when he came home one day.
And he found a “worthy” reason: I just don’t make him happy with children. I don’t get pregnant—so I’m defective, flawed; you should drive me away like trash.
I cried my eyes out and agreed to a divorce, and then I found out the real reason why my husband decided to divorce.
He has a pregnant lover.
Later it turned out that I’m also pregnant.
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One-volume novel.