[Where is Bryce?] I signed.

Serena's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Looking for your husband?" She tilted the phone away from her face, panning across the rumpled sheets until the camera revealed Bryce.
 
He was naked, sprawled across the king-sized bed, fast asleep. One arm stretched beneath Serena's neck, the other hand rested possessively on her bare breast. 

"He's exhausted," Serena whispered, the camera returning to her smirking face. "We've been at it for hours. Did you know he calls my name when he comes? Has he ever done that with you?"


Evelyn lost her voice due to an accident in her childhood, which made her the mute wife when married to Bryce Finch. After three years of marriage, her husband ignored her, her mother-in-law despised her, and her husband's lover humiliated her. On her birthday, Evelyn recorded the evidence of her husband's infidelity and decided to leave this marriage. Just then, she discovered that she was pregnant. What’s more, she found that there were still many secrets about herself that remained unsolved... Thus, she began her counterattack.

Divorce to Revenge: Mute Wife Striking Back

Chapter 26

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Bryce POV
The word "pregnant" echoed in my mind like a struck gong. Serena was carrying my child. My grip tightened around the phone as the implications unfurled before me - a legacy, an heir, a complication.
"A month along," she was saying, her voice breaking. "I went to the doctor yesterday."
...

Bryce POV


The word "pregnant" echoed in my mind like a struck gong. Serena was carrying my child. My grip tightened around the phone as the implications unfurled before me - a legacy, an heir, a complication.

"A month along," she was saying, her voice breaking. "I went to the doctor yesterday."

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Chapter 8