Eight Years of Maybe One Day of I Do—Bride Swapped Deal With It novel Chapter 65

Chapter 4

1 left that apartment and checked into a cheap motel near the hospital.

Over the next few days, I focused on two things.

First, arranging my baby’s cremation.

Second, hiring a lawyer to draft divorce papers and divide our assets.

Brett never contacted me once during this time.

He probably thought I was just throwing a tantrum and would come crawling back crying within days.

After all, every fight we’d ever had before, I was always the one who apologized first.

But not this time.

I stood alone outside the funeral home, holding a tiny urn, staring up at the gray sky, and finally felt something like peace.

I left the urn at the funeral home for safekeeping.

According to my hometown’s traditions, babies who die young can’t be buried in the family plot or brought home.

After taking care of everything, I sent Brett a text:

“Tomorrow morning, 9 AM. Meet me at City Hall. Divorce papers are already signed.”

I turned off my phone, took two sleeping pills, and forced myself to sleep.

The next day, I arrived at City Hall right on time.

Brett didn’t show.

I waited an hour and called him over a dozen times. No answer.

Just as I was about to go find him, he finally called back.

His voice was slurred with alcohol and irritation. “Sloane, are you done with this tantrum yet?”

“Divorce? Come on. I’m giving you an out here.”

“It’s Tessa’s birthday tonight. Come pay for dinner and apologize to her. Then we can drop this whole thing.”

My hand trembled holding the phone.

“Brett, I’m serious. I’m waiting for you at City Hall.”

“Are you insane?!” he snapped.

“I’m literally giving you a way out and you’re still playing games? Hurry up and get over here! Everyone’s waiting. Don’t embarrass me!”

With that, he hung up.

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I listened to the dial tone and took a deep breath.

If he wouldn’t come to me, I’d go to him.

I’d throw those divorce papers right in his face in front of everyone.

I pushed open the private room door and the laughter inside died instantly.

When Tessa saw me, she let out an exaggerated gasp.

“Oh wow, Sloane’s here! Brett, see? I told you she couldn’t stay away. She rushed right over to pay the bill.”

Everyone around the table laughed.

“Brett really knows how to keep his wife in line!”

Brett looked smug as he patted the empty seat next to him like he was calling a dog.

“Come sit down! It’s Tessa’s birthday. You better make this good.”

“And don’t forget to go pay the bill later.”

I didn’t sit and I didn’t speak.

I walked straight up to Brett, pulled the divorce papers out of my bag, and slammed them on the table.

“Sign it.”

The smile froze on Brett’s face.

“Sloane, are you seriously here to cause trouble?”

“You’re pregnant-what divorce?! You think you can threaten me with the baby? Not happening!”

I laughed coldly. “Brett, what baby?”

He froze and his eyes dropped instinctively to my stomach.

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