Embrace Freedom

The day before the wedding, my fiancé gave me a sapphire ring as a gift.

As I lay on the operating table in the hospital, feeling my pregnant belly, I asked him for a divorce.

Shortly after, his young secretary called, her voice trembling with tears, "Ma'am, it was my decision to choose that style. Please don't blame your fiancé; it's all my fault."

My fiancé held her in his arms, gently consoling her for a while, leaving me with just one question, "You're carrying my child; can you really bring yourself to leave me?"