Chapter 4 — I Fake Pregnancy to Test My Husband's Love

After sending the message, he threw the phone aside and continued to act as his "flower messenger". It wasn't until late at night that Anya finally fell asleep. He looked at her quiet sleeping face, his heart softening. At this point, he finally remembered his "housework". He dragged his tired body, carrying the lingering smell of antiseptic that never went away, back to the place he called "home". He stood in front of the door, took out the key, already rehearsing the next scene. Lam Van was probably sitting on the living room sofa, wiping her tears while waiting for him to return. He needed to seriously criticize her a few words first, telling her how urgent the situation was today, how dangerous Anya was. Then he softened his voice, coaxed her a few words, and said a few pleasant words. In the end, using the child as a bargaining chip will easily turn the page. He is very confident with this familiar process of his. He pushed the door open, preparing to receive his wife's loud crying and questioning.

5

The door was pushed open. What greeted him was neither the loud crying he imagined nor the waiting under the dim light. It was a piece of dead silence. The living room lights were off, only the sensor light in the mysterious entrance lit up a small, dim yellow halo. The house was unusually quiet, so quiet that you could hear his own breathing. Jiang Chen's heart made a "popping" sound, and a bad premonition naturally arose. He changed his shoes and walked quickly towards the bedroom.

“Lam Van?”

No one responded. He pushed open the bedroom door, it was also dark inside. He fumbled to turn on the light, and the blinding light immediately illuminated the whole room. There was no one on the bed. There was no crying and angry wife like he imagined. There was only one bed spread neatly and flat, as if no one had ever slept on it. His eyes were closely drawn to a file on the bedside table. He walked over and picked up the file. White paper with black ink, clearly written - "Divorce agreement". In the last part of the signature on side B, the two words "Lam Van" are sharp, carrying the decisiveness of cutting through iron. Next to the agreement is a small piece of paper. Giang Than tremblingly picked up the piece of paper, on it was Lam Van's delicate handwriting.

"Congratulations on getting your wish, wish you and your true love, mother and child, peace."

A short line of words, no anger, no resentment, just cold sarcasm. Each word was like a needle, fiercely piercing his eyes. Giang Than was stunned, his mind was blank. Divorce? How dare you? A flood of anger immediately rushed straight to the top of his head. He feels that this is Lam Van being angry with him, using this method to force him to give in. He immediately rushed into the dressing room, wanting to find evidence that she left home. Opening the wardrobe, his whole body stiffened. In the closet, half of which belongs to Lam Van, is empty. Her clothes, her bag, her shoes, all were gone. On the dressing table, her bottles also disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few of his own men's skin care items, alone displayed there. The living room, the study room, even the storage room, he searched everywhere. Everything that belongs to Lam Van is like random things away from the human world, disappearing completely. In this house, all traces of her existence were erased. Jiang Chen's heart began to sink little by little. He frantically took out his phone and called me again.

“Sorry, the number you dialed is currently switched off.”

The cold alarm sounded like a basin of cold water pouring from his head to his feet. He looked at this empty house and suddenly remembered my words "my water broke". A terrifying, uncontrollable thought rose from the bottom of my heart. He rushed back to the bedroom, staring at the flat bed. What if… what if she wasn't pregnant? That high, protruding belly, that careful and reserved appearance, each of those prenatal examination reports... could they all be fake? Once this thought appears, it cannot be suppressed anymore. He was completely dazed. Immediately after that was overwhelming anger at being made fun of by others, along with an unprecedented panic. He seemed crazy and started spinning around the room. He couldn't figure out how it could turn out like that. Lam Van, who has always obediently obeyed him and considered him like the sky, why did she use such a decisive method to disappear from his world?