All Chapters of When the Typhoon Hit, He Left Me for Her: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The typhoon raged, accompanied by torrential rain. In the middle of the night, Adam Quinn answered a call, his expression darkening. "Wait for me, I'll be right there!" Who else could make him rush out in this weather without hesitation other than Judy Clark? I grabbed his hand. "Don’t go, I’m scared!" I was three months pregnant and showed signs of a threatened miscarriage, so the doctor had advised me to rest at home.However, Adam looked irritated. "Judy’s caught a cold. Can’t you be a little more understanding?" He shook off my hand and slammed the door behind him. His urgency left me in stunned silence. We’d been married for two years, and I was three months pregnant. By the time I learned about Judy, Adam and I were already engaged. At the time, he was honest with me, saying Judy had been his neighbor, someone he’d grown up with. At the time, I didn't dwell on it much, assuming that childhood sweethearts not ending up together was a clear sign of a missing spark.

Adam responded impatiently, "I know, alright? This time, it’s my fault. I’ll be more careful." Clenching my fists tightly, I wiped away my tears and quietly returned to my room. Just as I had lain down, my parents walked in. Seeing how flustered they were, my eyes immediately turned red with emotion. "Mom, why are you here?" "We couldn’t reach you on the phone, and when we heard there was a typhoon, along with reports of power and water outages, we got worried and rushed back overnight. We’d just arrived when we got a call from your mother-in-law, saying you’d been in an accident."Thank goodness my precious daughter is safe and sound!" Hearing my mom’s comforting words and seeing their anxious expressions, I could no longer hold back. I threw myself into their arms and burst into tears. "Mom!" My mom patted my back gently, trying to soothe me. "It’s alright, sweetie. Take care of yourself. You're still young; you'll have other opportunities to have a child.”However, my da

When I checked the surveillance footage, I was shocked to discover that on the night of the typhoon, Adam had taken the last two cases of bottled water from the house. This meant that even if I hadn’t been in pain, I would’ve woken up to a living room without windows, water or electricity, and still had to go out to buy water myself. This was the man who claimed to love me? His heart was clearly with another woman. Why couldn’t he have just been honest? I was at my limit. Then, suddenly, another figure appeared in the footage—it was Judy. She had come to the house! Adam was there too, and the two of them walked in holding hands. Judy, with her usual coyness, whined, "Adam, your house is so scary. How did it end up like this? Doesn’t Mona ever take care of the house? If it were me, I’d never let you work this hard. She’s so inconsiderate. I’ll call some workers to help you out." Adam sighed. "You’re right. Thank you, Judy. If Mona were half as thoughtful as you, the house

My mom grabbed the gifts they had brought and tossed them straight out the window. She started shouting at them. The commotion drew the attention of all the neighbors. Taking advantage of the crowd, my dad took the opportunity to fill them in on the details, making sure everyone knew Adam was nothing but a cheating scumbag. After the divorce, I moved on with my life, and Adam wasted no time getting together with Judy. That very day, Judy excitedly announced their relationship online, flaunting a massive ring on her finger. I simply shook my head, blocked him everywhere, and focused on building a peaceful, independent life. I thought that would be the end of it—that we’d never cross paths again. But just two months later, Adam showed up in my life once more. I had started a new job at a design firm, and one afternoon, while heading downstairs for coffee with my coworkers, I unexpectedly spotted Adam and Judy arguing by the roadside. I had no intention of getting involved an

When I was still with Adam, I had a great relationship with the neighbors in our building. Now, hearing them update me on Adam and Judy’s latest misfortunes, I couldn’t help but laugh. Judy had been fired, and Adam wasn’t spared either. His career took a serious nosedive. Once a manager who had spent six years climbing the corporate ladder, Adam was abruptly demoted, losing everything he’d worked for. This was his pride, his identity, his dignity—and it all came crashing down because of Judy’s stupidity. He had been on track to become the general manager, but now that dream was gone for good. Consumed with rage and regret, Adam started fighting with Judy, and things escalated to violence. Both ended up with knife wounds. Judy, lying in a pool of blood, was rushed to the hospital, where doctors told her the stab wound to her abdomen had rendered her infertile. As for Adam, he wasn’t much better off. He suffered a severe injury to his private parts. The poetic irony was undeniabl