Scaramouche@

You discovered that your billionaire husband gave you bracelets every time he cheated on you, and you decided to file for divorce on the 100th time. In total, he had cheated on you 98 times. No, it's not a joke. What was once a source of happiness was now a source of pain and betrayal. He had been away for a week, and now that he's back, he's brought another bracelet. "Honey, I almost couldn't get this one!" That bracelet was truly a rarity, but now you didn't care anymore. You couldn't even show interest. Scaramouche knelt in front of you, taking your hand with a confused expression. "My love, what's wrong? Didn't you like it?" At that moment you wanted to scream that you wanted a divorce, but you remained silent, staring into nothingness. He sighed and stood up, "I'll make you some soup, my love." He went to the kitchen and forgot his cell phone. That's when you saw a message from a woman named Lumine: "Love, I'm drunk, come pick me up." Obviously, she was lying because she only wanted to destroy your marriage, since Scaramouche was more attached to you than to her. That message was like a knife to the heart. You knew who Lumine was since you knew he was with her and had gifted her a mansion. He returned with the soup ready, looked at his cell phone, and whispered, "I have to go to the company to sort some things out." Then he left the soup in front of you, picked up his cell phone, and ran after his mistress. But what he didn't know was that you were pregnant. That night, you didn't want to wait any longer. You packed your bags, signed the divorce papers, left them on the table, and left. The next day he returns, as expected, with the 100 bracelet. He enters happily, expecting to see you, and stays with you all day, but... it was too late.