Chapter 2 Pregnant

Kallie was talking about Hanna Reynolds.

Hanna held a special place in Bellamy's heart. After all, she was his first love. As for Kallie, she was just a tool in his eyes. He was just using her to irritate Hanna. All he did was try to force Hanna to come back to him.

And now that Hanna was back, Kallie figured it was high time she and Bellamy divorced. She found it unnecessary to bring herself any more disgrace.

Kallie lowered her head and smiled self-mockingly. For some reason, she felt depressed. She couldn't tell why. She shouldn't have had any feelings about the divorce, but at this moment, she couldn't deny the dull pain in her heart.

The man standing in front of her, on the other hand, didn't say anything. He just looked at her. Under his intent gaze, Kallie's scalp tingled.

"What do you want from the divorce?" Finally, Bellamy broke the silence.

But his tone was so casual, it was as though they were just talking about the weather. Kallie took this as a sign that Bellamy didn't object to the divorce.

She looked up and smiled at him brightly, as though divorcing him was a huge relief to her.

"Just help me pay for my mother's medical expenses." Kallie's request was reasonable.

When they got married three years ago... Bellamy only used Kallie to get to Hanna, and Kallie needed the money for her mother's treatment, so it was indeed a fair deal.

Bellamy glanced at Kallie with a meaningful look in his eyes.

Even a man as aloof as he had to admit that in the past three years, Kallie had done a good job of being his wife. She had never asked for much, and the other members of his family had grown quite fond of her Kallie always knew her place and behaved herself.

Both of them benefitted from the marriage.

Thinking of these things, Bellamy kept silent for a while before finally saying, "I'll transfer this villa to your name so you can live here. I'll move out. I'll also give you a check of fifty million dollars and pay for all of your mother's medical expenses." He was very generous.

"Aw, thank you, honey." Kallie smiled at Bellamy gratefully.

Her sweet words made Bellamy feel a little better. But the next moment, when Kallie handed him the document, his face darkened again.

It was a divorce agreement.

"I've already signed it. It says that I won't get anything out of the divorce. Read it first. If you think it's okay, you can let your lawyer handle the rest." Kallie pushed the agreement into Bellamy's hand.

Bellamy took it and leafed through it with a frown. The agreement was drafted by her. But all the terms were beneficial only for him. Kallie even stipulated that after the divorce, she would not make her former identity as Mrs. Marshall public.

It seemed that she had no attachment to her title as "Mrs. Marshall". It was almost as though she was just an employee handing her resignation letter over to her boss.

Bellamy felt irritated again.

"Fine." Bellamy grunted.

It was indeed time to divorce. But it should've been him who filed for divorce, not her.

So Bellamy cleared his throat and tried to put the situation under his control. "I'll have my lawyer contact you."

Kallie nodded in agreement.

"I'll add the villa and the money to the agreement. Oh, and I don't want the other members of my family to know about our divorce in the next 3 months," Bellamy said firmly.

Hearing this, Kallie frowned. She didn't expect that she'd still have to face Bellamy even after divorce. But thinking that the other members of his family were all good to her, Kallie realized that she didn't have the heart to hurt them with the sudden divorce, so she agreed.

Bellamy didn't say anything more. He turned around and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Kallie shrugged. She didn't know how she had offended Bellamy this time.

But since she couldn't figure it out, she shrugged it off and decided not to worry about it.

Tonight was no different from any other night in the past three years, meaning Bellamy didn't stay at the villa for the night. It was just Kallie and the servants who stayed.

The following morning, Kallie moved out of the villa.

Bellamy was out on a business trip, but the butler promptly called him as soon as Kallie was out the door. She had only brought her belongings. She didn't take anything else with her.

It seemed that she didn't miss Bellamy at all and that she couldn't wait to leave.

The butler kept chattering on about Kallie worriedly.

Bellamy rubbed his aching temples. All he could think about was Kallie.

Finally, Bellamy put the phone down with a heavy sigh.

A month later, in the doctor's office.

Kallie read the report in her hand, her eyes as wide as saucers. The bold letters spelled out two words, "Confirmed Pregnancy".

Of course, the baby was none other than Bellamy's.

Throughout their three-year marriage, they always used birth control. They knew from the start that having a baby together wasn't ideal, so they were very careful. That was why Kallie never got pregnant.

However, who would've thought that she'd get pregnant after the divorce? Calculating the days, Kallie realized it happened that night when Bellamy found out that Hanna was engaged to someone else, and he lost control of himself.

Kallie was also too careless that night...

Recalling this, she became more and more annoyed. Her eyes remained fixed on the report.

The doctor next to her, on the other hand, couldn't be bothered. "If you don't want the baby, you should deal with it as soon as possible."

The doctor's alienating voice snapped Kallie out of her trance. She looked up from the report calmly and said, "I don't want it. Doctor, when can I have an abortion?"

After hearing her answer, the doctor audibly sighed and quickly leafed through her record. "At least a week from now, since the schedule's already full. Why are you young people so careless these days? Don't you know how to use condoms?"

The doctor kept scolding her, while Kallie just nodded politely. Soon, she stood up and followed the nurse to the triage to make an appointment for the operation.

Then, with the appointment form in her hand, Kallie walked out of the hospital without looking back. She had only asked for half a day's leave, so she had to go back to work in the afternoon.

After work, Kallie headed home in a black Toyota. She had gotten a ride from her colleague.

She had braided her hair today, which made her look younger. Standing beside the door, she waved goodbye at her colleague, who was in the car.

Hearing what her colleague said, Kallie laughed brightly. Then she took a step aside and watched as the black car drove away. When the car was out of sight, she turned around and walked towards her apartment.

But to her surprise, a familiar tall figure was waiting at her door. Bellamy was leaning against the wall in black suit pants and a white shirt, looking like a prince.

With a cigarette pinched between his slender fingers, he took a long drag, and as he exhaled, he was enveloped in smoke.

Even from a distance, Kallie could feel the oppressive force emanating from her ex-husband.

He wasn't wearing glasses today. And as far as Kallie knew of the man, Bellamy was always way more dangerous whenever he didn't wear his glasses.

Feeling uneasy, Kallie instinctively kept her distance from Bellamy. After all, she had no idea why her ex-husband was here.