When the Mistress Became His Problem

When David got a phone call during my prenatal checkup, his face turned pale instantly.

He looked at me with pain in his eyes.

Brenna, Marta is leaving the country. She's never coming back. I have to go say goodbye to her.

I gently stroked my belly, watching him quietly.

Do you really have to go?

David's voice trembled as he avoided my gaze.

"Brenna, I'll be a good husband from now on. The three of usour familywe'll be happy together."

With that, he left without looking back.

He didn't see me collapse to the floor behind him.

In the operating room, the doctor shook his head and said with regret:

"I'm afraid we can't save the baby."

I closed my eyes and nodded.

The baby was gone. And I was done with David too.

Marta's name had become forbidden territory between David and me.

It had been a long time since anyone mentioned it.

Hearing it again today felt almost surreal, like a lifetime had passed.

David's expression was conflicted and pained.

Just like when he knelt before me, begging for forgiveness.

He had sworn to heaven, promising me he would cut all ties with Marta.

"Do you really have to go?"

My voice didn't even sound like my ownsurprisingly calm.

But David had already left without looking back.

His figure was resolute and decisive.

I laughed.

A sudden pain shot through my abdomen, and blood pooled on the floor.

This child couldn't be saved after all.

After the surgery, I returned home with a deathly pale face.

The house was pitch dark. David hadn't come back.

No phone call. No message.

I curled my lips in mockery.

Where David was, it went without saying.

Just as I was about to go to the bedroom, the front door suddenly opened.

David was back.

He looked at me with some surprise, his eyes flickering.

"Brenna, why are you in the living room? Why haven't you gone to bed yet? How did the checkup go today?"

He stepped forward, trying to put his arm around me.

But I smelled a perfume that belonged to neither of us.

When my eyes swept over his neck, I also noticed a red mark.

I should have been furious, but instead I felt a sense of finality and relief.

No interrogation. No hysterics.

I stepped back in disgust.

"David, let's get a divorce."

David froze in place, then his tone became irritated.

"Brenna! What the hell are you trying to do? I told you, this was the last time! Why can't you just be understanding?"

I looked at David, now completely losing his composure, my eyes somewhat dazed.

He rarely lost his temper with me.

In everyone's eyes, David loved me deeply, and I believed it too.

He would spend fortunes to buy me top-tier jewelry at auctions.

He would set off fireworks that lit up the entire city for my birthday, just to make me happy.

There were countless instances like these.

Until one person appearedhis new assistant, Marta.

Just because I told Marta to get out of David's passenger seat, her eyes reddened with grievance.

And David snapped at me.

That's when I knew David had crossed the line with Marta.

I cried and threw fits, even threatening to expose Marta and make sure she couldn't survive in New York.

Davidsuch a proud manknelt before me.

He said he would cut her off completely.

He said he had just lost his way temporarily.

He said he would fire Marta and never see her again.

At that time, touching the baby in my belly, I decided to give David one more chance.

But now, I knew I was done with this man.

David was still making excuses.

"Brenna, I told you, this is the last time. She's already gone. Can you please stop making a scene? Didn't we agree not to bring up divorce again?"

Looking at David, I felt like the man before me had become completely unrecognizable.

He had turned into a liar whose mouth was full of nothing but lies.

My abdomen started hurting again. I was too tired to argue with David anymore and turned back to the bedroom.

A deafening slam of the door echoed from the entrance.

That night, I slept restlessly.

My dreams were filled with fragments of the past.

David and I had an arranged marriage, but we surprisingly got along well.

I had hesitated about this relationship at first.

My parents respected my opinion and also advised me to think carefully.

It was David who knelt before me and swore to heaven.

"Brenna, I will never betray you in this lifetime!"

"I'm different from them! I will definitely treat you well!"

"You'll be the only one by my side!"

The vows in my ears seemed like yesterday, but they had long since become a joke.

When Marta's eyes turned red with her timid expression.

I saw the tenderness in David's eyes.

The special treatment that once belonged only to me, he gave to another woman.

I questioned David through my tears, even slapping him several times.

But all I got in return was his response.

"Brenna, everyone is like this!"

"Besides, I haven't even cheated!"

I broke down. I stopped eating and drinking, even developed self-harming tendencies.

That midnight, when David woke up, he saw me standing by the window with one foot almost stepping out.

David cried right then and there. He held me tight, dragged me to the sofa.

Then he knelt on the ground, slapping himself over and over.

"Brenna, I'll never say such awful things again."

"I'll make Marta leave. I'll never let her appear in front of you again for the rest of my life."

Seeing David like that, my heart softened.

Later, things between us seemed to return to how they were before.

But something was wrong with my heart.

It grew more and more numb, colder and colder, until it became completely desolate.

Maybe I should have divorced him then, but I became pregnant.

With the child that David and I had hoped for three years.

When I woke up, it was already bright outside.

I came to the living room and saw the table already filled with my favorite desserts.

David was looking at me with an ingratiating expression.

"Brenna, you must be starving, right?"

"These are your favorites."

"Eat something quickly."

David's demeanor was natural, as if yesterday's events had never happened.

He even pulled out a chair for me and got the utensils ready.

I sat down silently and started eating.

My body desperately needed nutrition right now, and I was too tired to argue.

Seeing me finish eating, David also relaxed.

He thought yesterday's incident was already behind us.

"Brenna, I have to go on a business trip for a while. Take good care of yourself at home."

I nodded calmly.

"When you come back, we'll go through the divorce procedures."

David's face changed instantly.

The cup beside him was smashed violently on the floor.

His tone was filled with obvious humiliation and anger.

"Brenna, I've already compromised. What more do you want? Why have you become so aggressive?"

"Brenna, let me tell you, I will never divorce you!"

Looking at David's ferocious expression, my heart was surprisingly calm.

The old Brenna would probably have already been crying with grievance.

Back then, she loved David.

Couldn't bear to let him go. Even though his heart had already strayed from Brenna, she would rather torment herself to death than give him another chance.

But now, I didn't want him anymore.

"David, I'm leaving. I'm making room for your Marta. Why are you angry? I'm doing you a favor."

David became even more furious.

"Brenna! Don't be so unreasonable! I told you yesterday was the last time. I did what you askedfired her, and won't see her again. What more do you want from me?"

"Besides, I never even cheated in the first place! What do you want? I love you, only you, just you!"

I laughed. At David's shamelessness.

"David. Do you really think I'm an idiot? You came back so late yesterday, with that hickey on your neck, that perfume on your clothes. And now this sudden business trip."

"David, honestly, you're pretty shameless."

The room fell silent instantly.

David's chest heaved, his face alternating between green and white.

I ignored him and walked straight out the door.

David probably forgot that when he knelt down and begged repeatedly to marry me, he had signed a divorce agreement.

If he ever betrayed me, I could leave him at any time.

Now, this divorce agreement was his retribution!

After leaving the house I shared with David, I returned to my parents' place.

My parents were delighted to see me come back.

"Brenna, what brings you here today?"

They came up to me, their faces full of concern.

"Didn't you have a checkup yesterday? How's the baby?"

I couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears streamed down my face instantly.

"Mom, Dad, the baby is gone. I want a divorce."

My parents didn't know about David and Marta.

Back then, I was filled with unwillingness, pain, and inner conflict.

But I couldn't bring myself to be ruthless.

I suffered and struggled alone, without telling my parents.

After hearing my words, my parents fell silent instantly.

My mother's eyes turned red as she pulled me into her arms.

"What happened? Are you in pain?"

I cried even harder.

I told my parents everything about David and Marta.

Our family's company still had business partnerships with David's company.

If we divorced, we would definitely have to sever those ties.

My father slammed his hand on the table.

"Divorce! Brenna, your mother and I are getting old. We don't have grand ambitions anymore."

"If we don't cooperate, then we don't! We have enough money to support the three of us. You don't need to compromise on anything!"

Hearing my father's words, I cried even harder.

So I stayed at my parents' house.

David kept calling, but I never answered.

I just wanted to quietly recover my health before dealing with the divorce proceedings.

But one day, my father suddenly came home looking furious.

"That David is a complete bastard!"

From my father, I learned

that David had actually started pressuring our family's company!

I couldn't take it anymore. I rushed out to settle accounts with David.

How dare he!

When I returned to the house I shared with David,

there was someone else thereMarta, who was supposed to have left the country!

Seeing me come back, David's face immediately darkened.

Marta flinched and hid behind David.

David's expression became even uglier.

"Brenna, you still have the nerve to come back?"

I looked at him coldly.

"David, why wouldn't I have the nerve to come back? You're bringing your mistress into our home, and you have the nerve to talk to me like that? Even if we divorce, you didn't need to target my dad's company!"

David's eyes darkened.

"Brenna, this is a warning and punishment for you! Why did you go after Marta? She was already leaving."

Looking at David, I found it absurd.

"I went after her? David, I wouldn't dirty my hands!"

But David demanded sharply.

"If not you, then who? You actually had someone kidnap her and tried to humiliate her! Do you know, if I hadn't arrived in time, Marta would have been ruined!"

His eyes were cold, his lips mocking.

"You did say before that you would destroy Marta."

Yes, back when I loved David deeply and was full of madness, I swore to fight Marta to the death.

But not anymore.

I looked at Marta.

She was sobbing softly behind David, but her eyes looking at me were full of provocation.

I understood. Marta never planned to leave the country, never intended to leave.

She was just playing the long game.

The kidnapping and humiliation were all a show she directed herself.

Only David believed it.

Marta carefully tugged at David's sleeve.

"David, don't fight with Brenna anymore."

"I'm fine. It's all my fault. I got too close to you, that's why Brenna got angry."

"Don't worry, I will definitely leave."

But David loudly stopped Marta.

"Marta, don't be afraid!"

"I won't let you leave anymore! You're all alone going abroad to an unfamiliar placewho knows what else might happen."

After comforting Marta, David turned to look at me.

"Brenna, I'll arrange for Marta to work at a branch office."

"She won't appear in front of us."

"This is compensation for you hurting her this time."

"Put away your scheming. I told you, you'll always be my wife."

At this point, he softened his voice.

"I won't hold it against you this time. I know you care about melove makes people irrational."

"Your family and mine will continue our cooperation. I'll hold a press conference to stabilize the situation."

"We're about to become parents. Let's be good, stop making trouble, okay?"

I found it ridiculous. He didn't know the baby was already gone.

When he chose Marta once again.

I didn't want to argue with David anymore.

Since he had no shame, I didn't need to save face for him either.

I looked at David deeply and smiled, nodding.

This time, I was going to give David a big gift.