Three Babies on the Way: My Ex-Husband Kneels Every Night, Begging Me to Remarry

Her mother was critically ill and urgently needed surgery, but her husband, Fu Zhenting, was throwing an extravagant birthday party for the woman he had always loved. He didn’t answer his phone.

At that moment, Shi Jiayin’s heart finally died.

She left behind a divorce agreement that read: “The baby has been aborted. From now on, we owe each other nothing.”

Then she vanished without a trace.

Everyone thought she was dead, including the aloof Fu Zhenting.

He called her “good riddance,” but late at night, he would run his fingers over the agreement again and again, consumed by regret.

Three years later, at an international design exhibition, a mysterious chief designer named “Wanru” burst onto the scene. Dressed in a qipao, she dazzled the world and captivated countless powerful tycoons.

Watching the familiar yet unfamiliar figure onstage, Fu Zhenting completely lost control.

With red eyes, he cornered her backstage. “Jiayin, stop this. Come home with me.”

The woman removed her veil, revealing a cool, stunningly beautiful face. She curled her lips into a mocking smile. “Mr. Fu, we’re already divorced.”

“I never agreed to it! What about our children?” he roared in anguish.

Shi Jiayin calmly clapped her hands.

Backstage, three adorable children who looked exactly like him peeked out and stared at him in unison.

The eldest wore a cold expression. “Want to be my dad? First, crack the firewall I set up.”

The second folded his arms. “Uncle, get in line if you want to pursue my mommy. There are more than a hundred people ahead of you.”

The little girl tilted her head and said sweetly, “Mommy, this uncle looks a lot like me, but he seems so pitiful.”

Fu Zhenting broke down on the spot. He had missed out on an entire world.