After She Breastfed Him, I Ditched Her

I curled my lips slightly, made plans with her for a meeting spot, then hung up and left without looking back. I would not soften toward Janelle again. She would have to return everything I once gave her, down to the last cent.

Our marriage had never been smooth.

The reasons behind the Sanders family’s financial collapse were complicated. My parents believed their internal problems were too severe and that marrying her would only become a burden to me.

However, I loved her. I was willing to support her with everything I had.

The day the Sanders family successfully went public after escaping bankruptcy, Janelle arranged a proposal for me. In front of all our friends, she wore a wedding dress and proposed to me herself.

“Cyril, I came to you at first because you could help me through my crisis. But after all this time together, I’ve finally understood my heart. I truly love you, and I will only ever love you.”

Her awkward but sincere confession moved me, and I agreed to the engagement.

When I was utterly exhausted later that night, my parents suddenly called to ask if the next day’s share transfer was still going ahead.

“Go ahead as planned. Hold the press conference tomorrow.”

I rubbed my temples. Just after I hung up, Janelle called again.

“Cyril.” Her voice was still hoarse with lingering desire, careful and tentative. “I know you don’t want to see me right now. I’ll stay at my best friend’s place tonight. Don’t worry. I’ve already talked to your uncle. He won’t be disturbing our lives anymore.

“Please don’t hate him. After all, who can resist their instincts? He doesn’t even want to be entangled with women like this.

“And actually, every time after doing those things, he always apologizes to me over and over. He cries and says he shouldn’t have had those improper thoughts about his nephew’s wife, but he really can’t control himself…”

Her voice gradually choked up. She was full of sympathy for Uncle Jackson.

I cut her off. My tone was calm. “Fine. Then you won’t see him again. If I find out even once more, our marriage and both our families’ cooperation ends here.”

She did not hesitate at all. “Don’t worry! I love you the most! If I ever meet him privately again, I’ll divorce you immediately and leave with nothing. I’ll be struck by lightning and die horribly! And tomorrow’s share transfer…”

“It will proceed as planned. Be there on time.” She let out a relieved breath, then began to sweet-talk me again.

“I knew you loved me the most, Cyril. Don’t worry. I just got confused for a moment before. I only agreed to help him because I felt sorry seeing him tormented by his instincts. But I won’t be soft-hearted toward him anymore. I’ll just live a good life with you from now on.”

I let out a faint scoff, pretending not to hear the heavy breathing on her side of the call.

“Alright.”

Seeing I had no intention of bringing up Uncle Jackson again, she happily asked which dress she should wear tomorrow. I casually picked one and sent it to her.

At that moment, my assistant messaged me. Over a dozen high-definition photos and audio files confirmed everything I already suspected. Honestly, I thought it was a waste that Janelle never became an actress. She had all the talent.

As I listened to her soft laughter in the audio, I turned off my phone. I just hoped that she could still smile happily in front of the cameras tomorrow.