The Doctor Saw My Ultrasound and Begged Me to Get a Divorce… I Never Expected the Truth…

I spent the next day pretending everything was normal. Adrian kissed my forehead before leaving for work, reminding me to rest. The moment his car disappeared, I went into his study. He never said I couldn’t enter, but he made certain rooms feel off-limits without ever speaking the rule aloud. The drawers were neat, shelves color-coded, the desk nearly bare. For ten minutes, I found only contracts, receipts, and an expensive pen. Then I noticed a locked cabinet behind a row of travel books. The key was taped underneath the desk.