Chapter 3

I tossed and turned all night.

The next day, Claire and her assistant showed up at the airport.

They were all over each other.

Sharing a cookie between them.

Stopping to kiss every few steps.

They looked more like a married couple than we ever did.

Worse yet—they walked right past me.

Claire didn't even notice me.

I calmly recorded everything on my phone.

I didn't leave until they boarded the plane.

At the same time, Derek posted another update.

The photo showed them holding hands as they boarded.

"Successfully boarded with my boss!"

"Destination: Hawaii."

"I think I'm the happiest guy in the world right now!"

The comments were full of envy and congratulations.

Derek replied to each one personally.

When someone in the comments asked, "I thought your boss was married? What about her husband?"

Derek replied: "That middle-aged slob? He's greasy and disgusting."

"My boss lying next to him every night was pure torture."

"But now it's great—they're divorced. From now on, she's all mine."

"She's finally free!"

Since Derek had videos showing his face on his profile, everyone could see he was young, handsome, and charming.

So no one blamed him for breaking up a marriage.

Instead, they all said he and his boss were a perfect match.

I was livid. I created a burner account and commented: "Your boss had a child with another man. Doesn't that bother you?"

Less than two minutes later, Derek replied.

"How could she have had a child with that man?"

"They didn't have kids?"

"She got pregnant before, but I didn't want my amazing boss to ruin her figure from childbirth, so I convinced her to get an abortion."

Reading that response, rage shot through my veins.

So that's why Claire couldn't get pregnant all these years. We went to the hospital for tests, and they said there was nothing wrong.

Margaret and Mr. Anderson even reassured me not to stress about it. They said pregnancy happens when it happens. Just let nature take its course.

But I never imagined the truth.

It wasn't that we had physical problems. It wasn't that Claire couldn't get pregnant.

She did get pregnant. She just didn't tell anyone. Then, at Derek's urging, she secretly went to the hospital and had an abortion.

Suppressing my murderous rage, I asked: "Aren't you afraid of karma for convincing her to abort?"

Derek replied: "Afraid of karma? Don't make me laugh. There's no such thing as karma in this world."

"As long as my boss belongs only to me forever, I don't care."

"Even if I get struck by lightning, I'd accept it."

"Gotta go—we're off to enjoy our time together in Hawaii. Bye, see you in the next video."

After that, Derek didn't reply again.

Meanwhile, I quickly made a major decision.