Twice Thrown Out By Two Cheating Husbands

Synopsis

Before I turned thirty, I got thrown out of my house twice. The first time was when I married Edward Hawthorne, a big shot from Rivermouth. On the day of my pregnancy checkup, I caught him getting cozy with a college girl right by the window of our 100th-floor apartment. He said I was childish and kicked me out. My dad always said, "No rich guy is ever faithful." To prove myself, I married Charles Fletcher, my childhood friend who'd been chasing me for ten years. He was gentle and understanding. He didn't mind that my ex-husband sent me apology gifts every year. He didn't care that after three years of marriage, my belly was still empty. Whenever things got passionate between us, Charles would playfully bite my ear and tease, "If you don't want kids, then we won't have any. As long as I have you, that's all I need." But on our anniversary, he suddenly brought home a woman I'd never seen before and ordered the butler to move my things out of the master bedroom. I clutched the pregnancy test I hadn't gotten the chance to give him, my voice trembling as I asked, "What are you doing?" Charles held a cigarette between his fingers, looking at me like he was amused by something ridiculous. He said, "Isabelle, stop pretending. It's getting old. "Didn't you learn anything the last time Edward threw you out?"