I've been married to my aloof, high-achieving college senior for five years, but we still haven't been able to have a baby. After another night of intense effort, I suddenly saw comments floating in the air like a live stream: [Lol, the male lead is set to be infertile. Even if he grinds an iron rod into a needle, he can't get the supporting female lead pregnant.] [Male lead, just give up. Wait until you meet your destined heroine. Guaranteed triplets in one go.] Infertile male lead? So, basically sterile? Looking at the man trying to coax me into "one more time," I kicked him away. I turned around and threw divorce papers in his face. "My family has an empire to inherit. I don't want a sterile man." He thought I was just throwing a tantrum until he found out I got myself a young "boy toy." He lost it on the spot, kneeling before me with red eyes: "Babe, I've been drinking herbal remedies and seeing specialists. Try me again." 1 At the courthouse entrance, the appointment time for our divorce was about to pass, but Julian Sterling still hadn't shown up. He didn't reply to my texts, nor did he answer my dozen calls. Only after the appointment time passed did he finally pick up. "Babe, I was in meetings all afternoon. Miss me?" I frowned and said coldly, "Julian, is this fun for you?" "How many times do I have to tell you? I don't want you anymore. I want a divorce." There was a long silence on the other end before he spoke coldly: "Unless I die, I will never divorce you in this lifetime." I scoffed, speechless. "Won't divorce? Fine. Don't blame me for putting a green hat on you." (Chinese idiom for cheating/cuckolding, adapted to context: "Don't blame me if I start looking elsewhere.") "Chloe Jiang, you dare!" The sound of something smashing came from the phone. Not wanting to listen to his tantrum, I hung up. An hour later, at the hottest club in NYC. My bestie and I ordered ten male models to dance for us. The guys were pulling out all the stops to flirt with me. One bold model held my hand with his wine glass and poured the drink down his unbuttoned shirt, staging a wet t-shirt show. He pitched his voice low: "Sister, my chest is so cold, touch it..." Just as I reached out, Viola pressed my hand down. "Chloe, are you serious?" "Aren't you afraid your jealous husband will find out and be impossible to soothe?" I played with the model's tie nonchalantly and said: "Better if he knows. Maybe he'll divorce me faster." "Divorce?" Viola's eyes widened in shock. "Do you have someone new?" I paused and looked at her grumpily. "Why don't you think he has someone new?" Viola shook her head without thinking. "Impossible. He's a top-tier simp for you. How could he like anyone else but you?" "He will." And the person he liked from the beginning wasn't me. We were destined for a bad ending. 2 Julian Sterling was my college senior, the campus heartthrob, and top student. From school uniforms to wedding dresses, we were the model couple in everyone's eyes. Classmates called it a fairytale come true—the princess and the prince. After graduation and marriage, our life was still sweet and happy. Julian spoiled me rotten. The only downside was that after five years of marriage, we had no children. For this, Julian and I went to the hospital for checkups. The results showed that both Julian and I were physically fine. We thought maybe fate just hadn't brought us a child yet, so we let nature take its course. But half a month ago, I accidentally heard my little nephew say: "Auntie can't have babies, so Auntie's fortune will be mine." Learning that his parents taught him this, I felt a chill down my spine along with the absurdity. Just because my dad is an only child and I'm his only child... And I haven't been pregnant... They assumed I couldn't conceive. They started eyeing my family's assets. Who knows how many malicious thoughts they harbored in private? The more I thought about it, the more disgusted I felt. I decided to put having a baby on the agenda. That night, I started trying hard. 3 In the study, Julian was working. Seeing me appear in a skimpy slip dress, he raised an eyebrow. "Babe, if you're sleepy, go to bed first. Don't wait for me." I cursed him internally for pretending. I sat on his desk and stepped on the part of him that was already misbehaving. He grabbed my ankle to move it away, looking serious. "Don't mess around, Hubby is working." I was so mad I unhooked my bra and threw it in his face. Julian took a deep breath and finally put down the documents. Playing with his pen, he leaned back in his chair, his gaze moving down from my chest. "Continue." One simple word, but the implication was clear. Meeting his burning gaze, I slowly untied the ribbon and threw the palm-sized fabric at him. Julian's Adam's apple bobbed. He couldn't hold back for three seconds before propping up his exploding body to hug me. But I pressed my foot against his chest, keeping him away. "Julian, you haven't finished your work." His breathing was ragged, voice husky: "Babe, don't tease me..." I looked down at him, lifting his chin with my toe. "Beg me." He lowered his head and bit my instep lightly, voice affectionate: "Please." Only then did I let go, satisfied. The well-dressed man instantly turned into a hungry wolf, burying his head to feast insatiably. I even agreed to many of his excessive demands, cooperating so well it surprised him. In the bedroom, after we reached the clouds again, Julian bit my earlobe and teased: "So good today. You aren't keeping a wild man outside, are you?" I glared at him weakly. "I am. What are you going to do?" He thrusted hard a few times. "I'll kill the wild man, then lock you up forever!" "Easy..." I bit my lip and slapped him lightly. "I can barely handle you, let alone someone else?" Julian chuckled, tangling his tongue with mine in a deep kiss. "I knew it. With such an excellent husband, how could you look at anyone else?" "So what happened? Which blind fool upset you?" 4 Seeing him ready to destroy the world for me, I couldn't help but laugh. "Nothing big. Just that we haven't had kids, and someone is eyeing my family's assets." After I finished telling him about the day's events, Julian stroked my back. "Since they like eyeing other people's stuff, let them taste what it's like to be eyed." "What scheme are you cooking up?" Julian deliberately kept me in suspense. "Want to know? Say something nice." "Hubby, you're the best. Tell me." Julian smirked. "Unlike me who keeps myself clean, there isn't a good man in that family. From the father to the son, they all have illegitimate children hidden outside." "Push these people into the light, and I guarantee they'll fight until the sky turns dark." I tsk-tsked. "You're really bad... but I like it." "Like it?" Julian wrapped his arm around my waist and flipped me over. "Then let's go again. I'll make sure to plant the seed properly." With that, he continued to sweat like a beast. Suddenly, comments appeared before my eyes: [Lol, the male lead is set to be infertile. Even if he grinds an iron rod into a needle, he can't get the supporting female lead pregnant.] [Male lead, give up the struggle. Wait until you meet your destined heroine. Guaranteed triplets in one go.] [Advise the supporting female to divorce early. Good for everyone. After all, both your families really have empires to inherit.] [The supporting female doesn't know yet, the male lead chased her because he mistook her for his savior.] [After the car accident, it was the heroine who pulled the male lead out, but by mistake, the supporting female sent him to the hospital.] ...
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