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Chapter 2 I've Overestimated Myself

Natalie’s eyes reddened. Her chest tightened as well.
The woman Henry loved could do no wrong, while she—his devoted wife—was simply a busybody.

“You’re right. The title of Mrs. Chase is too far out of my league. Despite holding this title for years now, I’m not worthy of it at all. I’m just tired of being Mrs. Chase!”

Obviously, Henry didn’t take her seriously. He just scoffed in response. “Since you’re tired of being Mrs. Chase, just give it up then!”

Natalie’s heart stung. She blinked before replying with a chuckle, “Yeah. I feel the same way. Find some time in your schedule. We’ll go to the courthouse and file our divorce papers.”

She looked calm and spoke with a casual tone.

Henry was briefly startled, but he soon sneered. “Natalie, I don’t have the time to play these mind games with you! If you’ve got a problem, go see a doctor to get it fixed!”

Once he finished speaking, he couldn’t be bothered to deal with her any longer. He swiftly left his office.

Natalie stood in the office, feeling like all her strength had been sucked out of her.

She never thought she would be the one suggesting a divorce to Henry.

All along, she knew that Henry’s heart belonged to someone else. Even though that woman left him, he still loved her.

It was Natalie who overestimated herself. She thought that by making the first move and making enough sacrifices, sooner or later, she could warm up Henry’s ice-cold heart again.

When she found out about her pregnancy today, she was overjoyed.

Natalie even thought that the child would be a turning point in her relationship with Henry.

Reality proved her wrong.

He would probably think she was a scheming woman who used deceitful tricks. The child was simply her means of binding him to this marriage!

Natalie no longer wanted to lie to herself. She didn’t want to become even more pathetic all because of this relationship.

Upon arriving home, she started packing her things.

She had been living here for three years now. In all the memories she made in this place, she was always alone.

When Natalie opened one of the drawers, she saw three gift boxes.

They were the presents she prepared for Henry’s birthday—one for every year.

He didn’t open a single one of them.

Remembering her excitement and anticipation when she prepared the gifts for him made her feel a little choked up. In the end, she tossed all three into the trash can without hesitation.

Then, she took her baggage and left in a cab.

…

One hour later, the cab arrived at the entrance of a high-end residential neighborhood.

As soon as Natalie got out of the car, someone came over while fuming. “Did that bastard Henry kick you out?”

The woman who approached was Leslie Cook, Natalie’s friend.

Ever since the Shepherd family’s crisis, all of Natalie’s friends cut off all ties with her. Leslie was the only one who stayed by her side.

Thankfully, she still had someone beside her.

“Let’s go up first.” Natalie seemed unusually calm.

Once they got upstairs, Natalie gave Leslie a summary of what had happened.