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When I was three months pregnant, a video of James Carter cheating on me was accidentally sent to our family group chat. After seeing the video, my mom tried her best to hold back her emotions as she asked me, "Emily, what are you going to do? Are you going to divorce him?" My dad, who had also seen the video, stood by the window, smoking in silence. I could see the pain in him. After all, he was the one who trusted James with his daughter. He cried as he told James to take care of me forever. But now, only three years later, James had cheated on me. And to make it worse, the other woman had even used James's phone to send a video showing off their affair to our family group chat. I held back my tears, gripping the pregnancy file I had just received for a long time. Finally, I said, "I'm not getting a divorce." My dad's business failed this year, and he still owed 10 million dollars in bank loans. If it weren't for James covering our loan interest, we would've gone bankrupt by now. At least my dad wasn't having his passport revoked, his assets frozen, or facing jail time. If I got a divorce, my dad would be finished. So James cheated, big deal. I could endure it.