Chapter 3: Confrontation and Regrets

Sophia stood in the middle of the living room, as Julian walked in casually, as if nothing was wrong. He didn’t even glance at her, moving toward the couch and picking up the remote. The calmness in his demeanor only fueled the fire burning inside her.

“Julian,” she said, her voice sharp, cutting through the silence, but he didn’t look up.

“What is it now, Sophia?”

“What is it now?” she repeated, incredulous.

"I-I see it through my o-own eyes. I know about your other woman.” His eyes flicked up to meet hers, but there was no shock, no shame—just indifference.

“So?” he said flatly, as if she had just told him the sky was blue.

“So?” Sophia’s voice rose, a mix of disbelief and rage already awakening inside of her.

“You’re cheating on me, Julian! You have the nerve to act like it’s nothing? Gosh! We are married!"

He sighed, leaning back on the couch, finally putting the remote down.

“I’m not going to do this with you right now.”

“Oh, we’re doing this right now!” she snapped, stepping closer.

“You think you can just brush this aside? After everything? After I told you I’m pregnant?” Julian scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping his lips.

“Yeah, and what? You think having a baby is going to fix this?” Sophia stared at him, her heart is sinking.

“I thought it would make things better. I-I thought it would bring us closer again....”

“Closer?” He stood up, towering over her, his expression hardening.

“You really think a baby is what’s going to fix this mess? God, you don’t get it, do you, Sophia?” Tears filled her eyes, but she refused to let them fall.

“Then help me understand, Julian. Tell me why. Why are you doing this?!” He shook his head, his face twisted with disdain.

“Because you’re fucking not enough!"

The words hit her like a slap to the face. She took a step back, stunned.

“W-What?”

“You heard me,” he said coldly, his eyes locking onto hers.

“You’re not enough for me anymore. You never were.” Sophia’s throat tightened, her chest aching with the sting of his words.

“How can you say that? I’ve done everything I could for this marriage, for you! I’ve stood by you—”

“And I never asked you to!” he snapped, cutting her off.

“You think your loyalty is enough to make me stay? To make me happy?”

Her voice trembled as she spoke, but the anger was still there, bubbling beneath the surface.

“I gave up everything for you, Julian. My life, my career, my family... I’ve been here, trying to make things work.”

“Yeah? And what good has it done?” His voice dripped with venom.

“You’re suffocating me, Sophia. You’re always needing something. Always looking for some way to tie me down.”

Sophia’s breath hitched, and for a moment, she couldn’t speak.

The Julian she loved, the one she thought she knew, seemed like a stranger standing before her.

“You said you loved me, J-Julian we are married. You marry me and we should build a happy family, n-not like this...”

“I did,” he said, shrugging.

“But people change. I’ve changed.” She shook her head, refusing to believe it.

“So that’s it? You just... what, throw me away because I’m not exciting enough for you anymore?”

“It’s not just that.” His voice was steady, almost too calm.

“I’m not satisfied with you, Sophia. I haven’t been for a long time.”

Her chest tightened, her hands shaking as she tried to hold herself together.

“What does that even mean?”

He crossed his arms, his gaze never leaving hers.

“It means I’m done pretending. I’m done playing this game where I have to act like everything’s fine, like I’m happy. I’m not.” Sophia’s eyes widened in disbelief. She feels regretting confronting him.

“And you think having an affair is the solution?" She swallowed hard before spilling the next words.

"I-Is she making you happy?”

“More than you ever did,” he said bluntly, his words like a knife to her heart. She let out a bitter laugh, though it was more out of disbelief than anything else.

“How can you be so cruel?” Julian’s expression didn’t change.

“I’m just being honest, Sophia. Something you apparently can’t handle.”

“I’ve handled a lot from you, Julian,” she shot back, her voice rising again.

“But this? Cheating? Lying to me? That’s where I draw the line.”

“Then maybe you should’ve drawn it a long time ago,” he said, his tone icy.

Sophia’s anger flared again, and she took a step closer to him.

“Do you even care about me anymore? About this baby?” Julian looked away, his jaw clenched.

“I don’t know, okay? I don’t know what I want.”

The room fell silent, the weight of his words hanging between them like a heavy cloud. Sophia felt her world collapsing around her, every hope she had for their future crumbling into dust. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself.

“You’re just... throwing us away? After everything we’ve been through?”

“I’m not throwing anything away,” he said, his voice is already cold and detached.

“I’m just telling you the truth. I’m not happy, Sophia. I haven’t been happy for a long time.”

“And you think that’s my fault?” Her voice was sharp now, full of pain and disbelief. Julian met her gaze, his eyes is hard.

“Yeah, I do.” Sophia felt her legs weaken beneath her.

“How can you say that?”

“Because it’s the truth,” he replied, his voice devoid of any emotion.

“You’ve been holding me back. You’re too... clingy. Too dependent on me.”

“Dependent?!” Her voice cracked as her rage boiled over.

“I’ve been the one keeping this marriage together while you’ve been out there doing whatever the hell you want! And now you’re blaming me for everything that’s gone wrong?”

“I’m not blaming you,” he said calmly, as if he were discussing something trivial.

“I’m just telling you how it is. I’m not satisfied with you anymore, and I’m not going to keep pretending like I am.” Sophia shook her head, tears brimming in her eyes.

“N-No... You can’t just say that and expect me to accept it.”

“I don’t care if you accept it,” Julian replied, his voice hardening again.

“It’s the truth!” Sophia took a step back, her breath catching in her throat.

“So that’s it? You’re done?” Julian looked at her, the cold in his gazed remains.

“I’m done.” Sophia stared at him, her heart breaking into a million pieces. The man she loved, the man she had built her life around, was standing in front of her, telling her she wasn’t enough. That she had never been enough.

“Do you even care about this baby, our baby?” she whispered again. Julian’s jaw tightened.

“I’ll take care of the baby. But you and me? We’re over.”

The finality of his words hit her like a punch to the gut. She felt like the air had been sucked out of the room, leaving her breathless, gasping for something—anything—that could fix the mess they were in.

“You’re really going to leave me, huh Julian?” she asked, it's almost just like a whisper.

Julian didn’t answer at first. He just stared at her, his eyes cold and unfeeling. And then after some time of thinking he finally spoke.

“If you make this difficult, Sophia...” he said, his voice low and threatening.

“You’ll regret it.”

Her blood ran cold at the sound of his words. She took a step back, the full weight of his betrayal were making her numb.

“You wouldn’t—”

“Don’t push me,” Julian warned, his voice as cold as ice.

“Because if you do, I’ll make sure you regret every minute of it.”

Sophia swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. For the first time, she saw him clearly—the man he had become, the stranger standing in front of her. And in that moment, she realized that everything she had once believed in, everything she had fought for, was gone.

She turned away, her hands shaking, the tears she had fought so hard to hold back finally spilling down her cheeks.

And as Sophia stood there, shattered and broken, one thing became painfully clear: this was just the beginning of her fight for their marriage and for the complete family she's hoping for their baby.