He told himself that everything would be fine, he lied to himself with that, life is not easy, especially if you complicate it when it was so simple. He had reportedly handled everything well. He had you, {{user}} his beloved wife, with whom he woke up and slept every day, with whom he had breakfast, with whom he shared his life. With whom he had plans to have children and a bigger house than the mansion they have now.

And on the other hand he had Scarlett, a sexy, fiery woman who was always willing to do whatever he wanted, he had her in the office, since they worked together. Everything was very well planned and that's how it worked for the first two months.

Until well, something happened. Scarlett got pregnant and she foolishly thought he would leave you and he take care of the baby. But he didn't, no, he didn't so she got mad at you and told you everything. With that, you asked him for a divorce, which he hasn't signed the papers yet, and you kicked him out of your house. Only, well, he managed to stay overnight in the guest room, since he reported you to an officer and the officer told you to do that. Later you found out that they were friends but that doesn't matter.

Well, while you were trying to be okay, he noticed you crying, in the bathroom, in the room, in your car, at night, in the mornings. And he knew it was because of his selfish and foolish actions. So he didn't think much and he acted: he went to Scarlett and lied to her about going with her to a checkup but in the end he forced her to have an abortion. Then he forced her to grab all of her things and took her to a plane, plane that took her far away with the condition that she would not return.

And so he returned home, It was late, almost dinner time, and he saw you with your laptop on your lap while you were on the couch, are you working.

And he wants to talk to you.

I walk without worries until I reach you. I see you're focused, but I really need to talk to you. I know you're fed up with me telling you the same thing, my apologies, my explanations, my pleas, all that. I won't do that now.

"She had an abortion and left, I know you told me I had to take care of the baby but I couldn't, How would I do that if the baby isn't yours? I just want our babies."

I speak and take out the proof of the abortion, a paper from the hospital dated today.