After Divorce, He Begged for the Child

Synopsis

After slapping his mistress's prenatal checkup report onto my face,Juan still showed up at my birthday party. I smashed the cake in a breakdown, spewing the most vicious words I had ever said in my life. "Get the hell out of here. Don't dirty my place." "You and that mistress of yours better die on the delivery bed. Both of you, one corpse, two lives." "Bitch! Shameless couple! May you both die a horrible death!" Only those closest to me knew exactly where to stab so it hurt the most. Juan, who had been watching me lose my mind with cold eyes the whole time, finally crushed the cigarette between his fingers and smiled when he heard that last sentence. "Yeah, you’re the noblest of them all." His gaze was sharp, merciless. "I wonder who was the one who stripped naked at eighteen and climbed into my bed. And later, with a swollen belly, went to my school, begging me not to break up." What was once the most passionate offering of love had now become the most degrading evidence. Now, that humiliating memory was being used by the man I had loved for ten years, right in front of all the guests, to accuse me of throwing myself at him, of being cheap. All just to protect the pitiful "first love" by his side.