The Day I Painted My Husband's Bride novel Chapter 6

He held out his right hand to me, rolling up his sleeve to reveal a shocking scar: "I was cut by the car glass at the time. I was in a rush to catch my flight, so I didn't treat it thoroughly enough. It got infected for a while. You can check the hospital's surveillance footage and ask my parents."

I reached out, trembling as I touched the gruesome scar: "Why didn't you say anything before?"

He tilted his head up, as if struggling to suppress his pain: "When I asked about you later, my parents told me you were with this scumbag. I rushed back to the country and saw him kissing you at your family's doorstep. You looked so happy, I thought it was for the best, as long as you were happy..."

"You two were already together, weren't you?" Nadia's shrill voice interrupted Patrick's words: "The child you were carrying was this bastard's, right? No wonder you were so determined to miscarry!"

I stared at Alex in disbelief as he seemed encouraged by Nadia's words. My seven years of love for him had been based on a lie. Why did he lie to me? And now he was allowing others to throw mud at me.

I wanted to curse at him, but when I opened my mouth, I could only tremble. Patrick held me back and spoke to Alex with contempt: "I heard you took a large sum of money from Uncle Carter for this incident. That's fraud! You choose - jail or signing the papers."

Alex hesitated. Nadia was about to say something, but Patrick fixed his gaze on her: "When was your car accident?"

I was still in too much shock to process the meaning behind his seemingly random question.

But Alex and Nadia's faces suddenly turned red. Alex grabbed the divorce agreement, signed it, and threw it at me: "From now on, we're done. Stop prying into Nadia's private affairs!"

Long after they had left, I still alternated between staring at the divorce agreement and looking at Patrick, unable to come to terms with what had happened.

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