---- didn't think twice. But after that day, Levi who had never mixed home with work suddenly changed. He started taking work calls at home - frequent ones. He even lost his temper on the phone a few times, something I'd never seen before. Ihad teased him once. "Who is it that could get our mild-mannered Levi so worked up?" He'd paused, then said, awkwardly, that it was just a new and careless assistant, nothing major. Inodded, brushing it off. After that, though, he stopped taking calls in front of me altogether. Iwas a light sleeper, and ever since we got together, his phone had always been on silent at night. But after that business trip? Never again. ---- There were nights when his phone would buzz in the middle of the night, and he would slip out, saying he had to work late. And those monthly trips - I realized now - weren't business trips at all. They were visits to accompany her for prenatal checkups. The cracks had been there all along. Looking back, retracing every step with the truth in my hand, it was glaringly obvious. I had simply refused to see it. And now that the flimsy veil had been torn away, all that remained was raw, gaping wounds. Every drop of blood was a silent testament to the broken, bleeding corpse of our marriage. Levi stood in front of me, ghostly pale, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, utterly speechless. The sharp ring of his phone shattered the thick, ---- suffocating silence. He glanced at the screen, and although guilt flashed in his eyes, he still answered the call. There was no doubt about who it was. I turned away, biting down hard on my lip, refusing to show even a flicker of the pain ripping through me. On the other end of the line, a voice said something I couldn't hear, and Levi, visibly agitated, snapped back. "Your stomach hurts again? You call me for every little thing! Even if you really are uncomfortable, the nanny will take you to the hospital. I'm not a doctor. What's the point of calling me?!" I watched him. He hung up on Lily White in front of me, sure. But the tightness in his brow, the nervousness in his eyes - those were betrayals he couldn't conceal. ---- After all, Lily was carrying his child. I took a deep breath, steadying myself. Then I climbed out of bed. "Let's go," I said coldly. "I'll come with you to see her."