She Left for Another Man

Synopsis

After my wife's third miscarriage, she was preparing to spend yet another night with her close guy friend. Sophia said Charles had just gone through a divorce and wasn't in a good place emotionally. He couldn't be left alone. This time, I didn't argue. I didn't try to stop her. Instead, I taped a rate card to the nightstand. One hour of emotional support: 30,000 dollars. Overnight stay: 60,000 dollars. Additional services available upon request. Two months later, my account balance had grown by over ten million dollars. When Sophia got pregnant again, the doctor warned her repeatedly that this pregnancy was fragile. Absolute bed rest was non-negotiable. Then her phone rang. It was her close guy friend, Charles Miller. His cat had gone missing, and he was afraid to look for it by himself after dark. Sophia had one foot out of bed when I handed her the progesterone shot. Then I turned my payment code toward her. "Payment first. "Emergency rates start at 300,000 dollars." Her eyes immediately turned red. "Have you completely lost your conscience?" Sophia shot back. I lowered my gaze to the three birth certificates that would never exist and smiled. A cold, bitter smile. "Conscience? "Weren't they the first ones you rented out by the hour?"