When I Miscarried, He Was Flirting With His Secretary

Synopsis

Seven hours ago, I was bitten by a venomous snake. My husband, Oscar, showed no concern for my injury. Instead, he pushed my convulsing body aside and carefully caught that "precious snake." All because the snake belonged to Brynn, his beloved secretary. Six hours ago, I was loaded into an ambulance amid excruciating pain and dizziness. He indifferently made a call to Brynn, asking if something had gone wrong with the snake. Three hours ago, the doctor informed me I had lost my three-month-old unborn child. He was busy flirting with Brynn. At that moment, I came to my senses. Five years of marriage had ultimately reached its end. I dialed my lawyer's number. "Marshall, please help me prepare the divorce paperwork."