For His Lover He Abandoned Us by SIAI

Chapter 8 

Sofia was startled by lan’s attitude, then immediately lowered her head in a show of grievance, completely different from how she had treated me earlier. 

“Ian, I’m sorry. I thought keeping those things would just remind you of the past, so I took the initiative to handle them.” 

Ian frowned, a bit annoyed, rubbing his forehead. 

“Didn’t I tell you repeatedly not to touch Mila and the baby’s things? You can handle anything else in the house, but this is the bottom line.” 

Sofia’s eyes welled with tears. 

“Ian, I’m sorry. It’s all my fault. I thought you meant I could handle anything in the house, so I took it upon myself to deal with the baby’s things.” 

Ian irritably grabbed his hair, but seeing Sofia’s pitiful look, he couldn’t bring himself to scold her. “You should leave now. Mila is emotionally unstable, and your presence will only upset her more.” Sofia nodded but glanced at me with a hint of provocation, as if saying, “See, even after what I did, Ian won’t scold me.” 

After Sofia left, my emotions gradually stabilized. Ian cleared out Sofia’s things and had the house restored to its original state. 

“Mila, I didn’t let her move in on purpose. Sofia said she had nowhere to go and was being harassed at the hotel, so I let her stay temporarily.” 

Ian sat on the couch, fumbling for an explanation. 

I snorted coldly. 

“Bringing your first love back home while your wife is in the hospital after a miscarriage, Ian, I really underestimated you.” 

Ian’s face looked uneasy, and he moved closer to me. 

“Mila, I can assure you, while Sofia was staying here, I was at a hotel. I never spent time alone with her.” 

I let out a mocking laugh. 

“I don’t care if you were alone with her or not. I’m tired. I want to rest.” 

I went back to my room and locked the door. Ian couldn’t open it, so he sensibly went to the study. In the following days, Ian stayed by my side whenever he wasn’t at work. 

We were polite to each other, living a bland but peaceful life until Ian’s mother came to the house. That day, Ian had just left for work when his mom arrived at the house. 

Gianna walked in, haughtily placing her bag on the coffee table. 

“Do you know my son took on a 100-million–dollar project? His net worth will double soon.” 

I poured her a glass of water and responded indifferently. 

“That’s great. That means my net worth will double too.” 

“I advise you to leave here soon if you have any sense. You’re not good enough for my son now. Only someone like Sofia, an internationally famous dancer, is a match for him.” 

Gianna held her head high, like a proud hen. 

“You’ve just said your son took on such an important project. That makes me even less likely to divorce. I’m not stupid.’ 

I shrugged helplessly. 

Gianna was infuriated and slammed the table. 

“I’ll be honest with you. Sofia is pregnant.” 

Hearing the word “pregnant,” my hand paused, and I stood frozen. I instinctively wanted to touch my belly, only to find it flat.