Chapter 146

Abigail's revenge on me had never ceased. In the early days of our marriage, her affection had been the beginning of her retribution. She had lured me into a deep love, only to abandon me suddenly and leave me grasping at nothing. After the abortion, a rift had formed between us. She stopped pretending and began seeking out younger men. I never forgot the day she had lied about working late. I had brought her dinner, only to see a young man walking out of her office. My whole world had collapsed then. The man had a trendy undercut and calm, indifferent eyes. His simple, modest style reminded me of my younger self. When I noticed his disheveled hair and the faint traces of intimacy, my eyes burned with fury. I had stormed up to Abigail, my voice trembling as I said, "Abigail, tell me this isn't true. You're joking, right?" Even after being caught red-handed, Abigail had shown no guilt. Her cold gaze had pierced me, and her voice was sharp with irritation. "Samuel, who told you t