Chapter 1
My husband is allergic to women’s bodily fluids–even skin contact causes immediate allergic reactions and swelling
So in our three years of marriage, we’ve never been intimate even once. We even had to do IVF for kids, but even after multiple failures, he still won’t touch me
The day the hospital told me I was pregnant, I was overjoyed. But then a stranger sent me a video that instantly plunged me into hell..
The video was shot exactly ten days ago–the day I went to the hospital for my final IVF procedure []
In it, my husband tangled up with some young woman, trying every position imaginable.]
What shocked me most was that his completely naked skin didn’t have a single red mark“]
Looking up. I saw my husband cutting an apple for me right now, wearing a face mask, his collar buttoned all the way up, gloves on his hands–fully armored
When I reached for the apple and accidentally brushed his sleeve, he immediately slapped my hand away.
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“Don’t touch me! Stay away from me!”
The look in his eyes–like he was looking at something disgusting
I finally realized he wasn’t allergic to women’s bodily fluids at all–he was just allergic to me!
While my husband went to change clothes, I dialed the mamber that had been buried for five years
The other side picked up almost instantly, “Send me your location. I’m coming over now.”
My husband came out after changing clothes and casually threw the shirt I’d just touched into the trash]]
“That’s the birthday gift I gave you. You’ve only worn it once. What a waste to throw it away.“]]
“You touched it. No matter how many times I wash it, at’ll still have your scent on it. I don’t want it anymore.“]]
Darbas’s cold words instantly froze my outstretched hand in mid air.]
Noticing my mood plummeting, Darius softened his tone.
“Listen, Ivy, you know I can’t handle contact with women. You just got pregnant–don’t get yourself worked up. It’s bad for the baby.”
As if to comfort me, he pulled a pair of fuzzy mattens over his modical gloves and gently parted my head, Like he was throwing scraps to a dog |
But it was exactly this action that made me completely fall apart.
Inked my head away from his hand, my throat burning with hatter tears
“Darius, am I really that disgusting to you?
Darius fraze, his brows furrowing
“Look, Ivy, I get that pregnancy’s rough on you, but you need to understand that work stress on me too. Quit being so dramatic.”
Workstress?
How many times has it been that same excuse?]]
Lven when I was going into my final IVF surgery, he was two hours late because of some “meeting.” In the past, I would have been
understanding–after all, he’s the CEO of a public company and must have a lot on his plate]
But after watching that video, I finally realized his so–called “meetings” meant sleeping with someone else, and his “work stress” was probably just exhaustion from all that screwing around!]]
Thinking of this, I let out a bitter laugh
“Darius, what were you doing during my final surgery?“]
A flicker of guilt instantly crossed his face.
He was about to explain when a bright, cheerful voice came from the doorway.]
It was Celeste, Darius’s childhood friend of over ten years!]
“Darius! How’s Ivy feeling?”
Celeste pushed through the door, carrying a bouquet of flowers, her makeup flawless and her smile radiant.
She walked straight to Darius and casually pressed her palm against his forehead.
She
“Look at you, working yourself to death! You’re burning up!”
To my surprised, not only did Darius not resist, he actually leaned into her touch, accommodating her.
And his forehead where she touched him remained smooth and clear–not a single reil mark
My pupils contracted as the video flashed through my mind.
Darius wasn’t allergic to other women?
Or was he only allergic to me?
Or maybe the woman in the video was Celeste herself?
Seeing me frozen in shock, Celeste grinned.
Ivy, I heard what you were saying from outside the door. Don’t fight–let’s talk this out nicely. I hurt my hand that day and had him drive me to the hospital. I just found out you had surgery that day too, so I rushed over to apologize. You won’t hold it against me, right?”
As she spoke, Celeste opened her palm to show me her evidence–there was a shallow scar on her palm, but her bright red nails were so vivid
Suddenly, my heart clenched violently
It was those hands–I was sure of it.]
Those were the exact hands that appeared in the video!]
