Chapter 5 Over My Dead Body

• John shot her a worried glance. "Are you sure you're okay?"
• "I'm good. It's just a few steps away. I can walk. Don't worry, John. I was the captain of our college sports team, remember?" Jessie chuckled.
• John furrowed his brow, not understanding Jessie's worries, but since she insisted, he didn't argue.
• Watching John drive off, Jessie turned and strolled towards her home.
• It was a solitary villa, only for her and Chase, but now, it felt like a whole different world.
• The place was empty, devoid of life. Chase wasn't around.
• Jessie went to their bedroom and lay on the bed, above which hung a photo of them. Then she got up, grabbed her phone, and called someone named 'Hubby' in her contacts.
• The call connected quickly, and a cold voice rang out. "The hospital said you ran off?"
• "Ran off? I'm not a criminal. Why would I run off? I just came back home," Jessie retorted.
• Chase didn't reply immediately. Jessie could faintly hear a child crying and another woman's voice, likely Linda.
• Jessie bit her lip, lowered her tone, and said, "Chase, we need to talk—"
• "We do." Chase cut her off. "I was going to wait a few days, but since you're back, I'll say it now ...
• "Let's get a divorce!"
• "What?"
• Jessie had anticipated it, but it still hurt to hear Chase say it.
• They had just registered their marriage last month!
• "Why? Because of Linda?" Jessie tried to keep calm.
• "Linda is better suited for the Thompson family," Chase stated. "So, for me and for the family, you should step aside and let Linda take over."
• Jessie couldn't believe Chase could say such heartless things. Her anger boiled over. "Chase, you heartless j*rk! You killed our baby, betrayed our marriage, and now you want me to do such a thing for you and the Thompson family? No way!
• "You want to divorce me so Linda can take my place? Over my dead body! Go ahead, Mr. Thompson, send someone to kill me! I'm ready!"
• After hanging up and throwing away her phone, Jessie panted heavily.
• Once the anger subsided, sorrow engulfed her. Like a ghost, she wandered into the nursery they'd prepared together, curled up on the small bed, and cried silently until sleep took her.
• Meanwhile, Chase listened to the dial tone, his face blank.
• At that moment, Linda, who had been watching him, approached. "Chase, what's wrong?"
• Chase looked at her calmly. "Nothing. It doesn't concern you."
• With that, he walked away, leaving Linda staring at his leaving figure with a dark expression.
• I heard everything. Chase was talking to Jessie, and he even mentioned a divorce!
• How could it not concern me?!
• It must be Jessie, that awful woman, refusing to let go and agree to a divorce!
• "That b*tch!" Linda cursed under her breath.