###Chapter 2
In the past ten years, the closer I had gotten to the day when the contract expired, the more afraid I had been, fearing that he would abandon me without hesitation when the deadline came. But as the date approached, David never mentioned it.
Just when I had hesitated about whether to take the initiative to ask for a divorce, David's phone suddenly rang with a series of unique ringtones. I had known that he had set it up for Jessica, to ensure that he could receive her call as soon as possible.
As soon as the call connected, Jessica's crying voice came from the other end and David's face suddenly changed.
"Don’t worry, I’ll be there soon."
David rushed out while speaking. Because he had been too anxious, his shoulder had hit me heavily. I had hit the wall and felt dizzy from the back of my head. But David had ignored it and disappeared quickly.
Half a day later, I recovered and felt a big swelling on the back of my head. I went back to the room silently to apply medicine to myself and tried my best to endure not crying.
I had stayed by my daughter's bed, staring at her sleeping face in the darkening sky, until a burst of laughter came from the yard.
"David, fortunately you arrived in time and rescued me from the broken elevator. Otherwise, the baby might have miscarried."
Through the window, I saw David holding Jessica's hand and holding Jessica's adopted son with his other strong arm.
He kissed her forehead like kissing his favorite little girl.
"With me protecting you and your son, you never have to be afraid."
I noticed that the boy, who was about the same age as Charlotte, had a pair of emerald green eyes that were almost the same as Jessica's. He was wearing a well-made tailored clothes, from head to toe, all of them were luxury brands.
My daughter had grown up so big, but she had never worn any luxury goods, just because David always said that he didn’t want others to think we were extravagant.
Jessica's voice came again, "Do you really want us to move in? What if Catherine is angry? I don’t want to destroy your relationship."
David paused, his eyes moved slightly and then he said, "She had no right to say no! As long as I was here, this was your home with the children."
I grabbed my clothes tightly, laughed at myself and retracted my gaze.
Soon, the familiar footsteps came upstairs. David walked into the house and threw a green skirt into my hand.
"This was for Charlotte. Didn’t she like green the most?"
But my daughter liked blue and hated green the most. He hadn’t understood it at all after seven years. I stared at the skirt without saying anything. David’s face showed a trace of confusion and then he seemed to understand something.
He hugged me from behind and kissed my hair gently.
"I knew I had neglected you and our daughter during this period. I would make it up to you."
"Jessica had just returned to the UK and had no place to live. I would take her and Gregory over and let them live in our house for a while."
As my arms tightened, a strong perfume smell came from his body, which made me want to vomit. I pushed him away and smiled coldly.
"Whatever, let whoever you love live."
My coldness made David frown unhappily and suddenly, a unique ringtone came from his waist.
He immediately loosened his arms around me and answered the phone.
"I had work."
He turned around, with an irrepressible smile on his face and walked out quickly.
Half an hour later, I received a message from David on my phone.
"Bring me a box of stomach medicine to Yates Club."
Knowing that he had stomach problems, I didn’t doubt him. When I rushed to the familiar door of the box, I saw through the crack in the door at first glance that in the dim space, Jessica was sitting on David's lap and the two of them were intimately entangled like an inseparable vine.
Several of David's buddies were there.
Suddenly someone asked, "Now Jessica is back with you and she is pregnant with your child. What if Catherine finds out?"
David frowned slightly and then I heard him sneer.
"She had been like a dog to me since high school. She couldn’t even be forced to leave. So what if she knew?"
