After His Confession

I never expected my husband, Tony Baldino, to confess that he had cheated on me again.

Six months ago, I discovered his affair.

The pain was sharp, but I had resolutely signed the divorce papers, only for him to tear them up in desperation, crying at my doorstep through the rain.

He swore he would never hide anything from me again, begging for a second chance.

Soaked and humiliated, the high-and-mighty don of the Baldino family looked like a child abandoned by his own.

Seeing him and feeling the life growing in my womb, I softened and forgave him.

However, only half a year later, he betrayed me once more.

This time, before I could discover it, he confessed.

“It only happened once with Jane. You’re still the one I love. Don’t worry, she won’t take your place as Mrs. Baldino.”

His honesty was intact. He hid nothing from me.

Yet he had forgotten one thing.

When we reconciled, I had made him a promise of my own.

“Tony, you should understand by now that I am decisive. Once I make a decision, I will never return. I’d even vanish from your life. This time is the only exception.”

Since he refuses to divorce me, I will disappear in another way.

The moment I heard Tony admit the affair, my hand froze against my stomach, and my expression went still.

Tony didn’t notice anything wrong. Instead, he continued to ramble on.

“Jane works at a club. I was drunk that night we slept together. I didn’t expect that just once would get her pregnant.”

He smiled faintly, then leaned in and kissed my forehead.

“It was just an accident. Don’t worry. The one I love most is still you. No one can shake our relationship.”

I clenched my fists, about to lash out, but just then, the ringing of his phone interrupted me.

Tony answered calmly, without avoiding me at all.

“What? You’re already there? Jane is carrying my child. Don’t mess with her. Wait for me, I’ll be there soon.”

He hurried out after hanging up. Before closing the door, he even reminded me, “I bought your favorite cheesecake. Remember to eat it. If it gets late, go to sleep first. I’ll be back after I meet up with the guys.”

His Maybach disappeared into the rainy night.

Without hesitation, I immediately got into my car and followed him.

At the club, I saw Jane. She was a young girl, her eyes red as she cried softly, looking wronged and pitiful.

Tony comforted her with a gentle expression that made me think back to the time when he pursued me.

Back then, I was just a poor student who only knew how to bury myself in research.

Yet Tony Baldino, the heir of the Baldino family, fell in love with me at first sight.

During the two years he pursued me, he wished he could pluck the moon from the sky and give it to me as a gift.