We were attacked while paying our respects to the Buddha. Pei Zhiming let his cousin push me out of the carriage, breaking three of my ribs.
He didn't come to see me until three days later.
Instead, he handed me a divorce letter.
“Take it. Wan'er is pregnant, and she won't be a concubine.”
“Don't worry. Once she safely delivers the baby, I'll bring you back.”
I didn't argue or make a scene. I left the manor calmly.
He had no idea.
I had already chosen the man I would marry next.
