My Perfect Marriage Was His Perfect Crime novel Chapter 22

But that night, Andrew still didn't show up.

Once again, Bonnie had called him away with her drama.

Before leaving, he scrambled to explain in a panic, "Caroline, don't misunderstand. I've fired Bonnie, but she's threatening to jump off a building—right at the office! I need to go calm her down!"

Little did he know, I had peeked at his phone beforehand.

Bonnie's dramatic message wasn't about jumping at all.

She had texted him she was pregnant and insisted on a proper title, or she'd genuinely go through with the threat, ruining his reputation completely.

I had kept quiet because I wanted to take a gamble.

Yet Andrew still left.

He didn't come home that night.

I had no expectations, tidied my things, and left a note and the things I wanted him to find right on the coffee table.

Then, I boarded a flight out of the city.

By the time Andrew handled everything and returned, he still tried to mask his emotions, but the silence in the house felt suffocating—there was no trace of me left.

"Caroline?"

"Caroline!"

He searched all over without seeing me. Only when he turned did he notice the items on the coffee table.

A clear glass bottle held what looked like an underdeveloped embryo inside.

Below it was a divorce agreement and a note.

It read: "Andrew, by the time you see this letter, I will have left Caplanding. You don't need to look for me. The child is gone, and I've signed the divorce documents. Lastly, I wish you and Bonnie a lifetime of happiness. Goodbye forever."

Andrew froze, his color drained from his face.

Even the tightly gripped note in his hand started to tremble.

"Caroline! Don't do this! Come out! This isn't funny!"

"I know I messed up today. I'm sorry! I'll make it up to you, just please don't be like this..."

But as he shouted out desperately, his voice grew weaker.

Because deep down, he knew better than anyone else.

No one would joke about a child and a divorce.

"Mr. Jefferson, your wife went through so many rounds of IVF for you. Any decent person would never let her suffer like this! She even went through the abortion alone. No one was there to sign for her!"

After a brief pause, the doctor added, "Mr. Jefferson, it doesn't matter how much money you've made; there are moments when you need to ask yourself if you've betrayed your own conscience. You don't have any questions for me. I won't answer!"

Andrew was turned away from the hospital but learned the truth.

He found out I had really terminated the pregnancy.

He got someone to trace my whereabouts.

"Sir, your wife left for the airport early this morning. She should have completely left Caplanding by now."

When he realized I had truly gone, panic washed over Andrew.

"Ms. Swan, someone from Caplanding found Sealand. Are you really going to stick to your story that you're dead?"

At a party, I was busy toasting with some business partners when Chris came over looking unsure.

I chuckled. "Of course! Just tell him his wife has passed away. If he still doesn't believe it, we can even give him some fake bones for proof."

Chris laughed. "I can't wait to see the look on that jerk's face when he hears you're dead."

It's been over half a month since I returned to Sealand.