Chapter 32

As time passed, Valerie's pregnancy became more apparent. It had been nearly three months, and her morning sickness was worsening. Andrew was always by her side, while I spent my time either running errands for them or watching their affectionate interactions. He had subtly provoked me a few times, but he always maintained that innocent demeanor in front of her, which only made her dislike me more. I glanced at the calendar on my phone while sitting on the balcony. According to the three-month deadline given by the doctor, only 33 days remained. I wasn't sure if these 33 days would be enough to persuade Valerie to agree to a divorce, but I had already decided to go through with the surgery. I had sacrificed so much for her over the past ten years. I needed to fight for whatever time I had left, and if the surgery succeeded, I wanted to live for myself. The revival of Page Group seemed difficult, so I planned to leave a letter for myself after the surgery, detailing the situation