On the wedding day, my childhood sweetheart, Lorene Watts. refused to wear my wedding ring.
In front of everyone, she fled the hotel in her wedding dress and got into the BMW that Raquel Spence had been waiting for a long time.
My mother was so angry that her old illness relapsed on the spot. She was sent to the hospital but died after failed rescue efforts.
In the darkest moment of my life, only my other childhood sweetheart, Meghan Branford, was by my side.
She comforted me, encouraged me and helped me out of the trough of life.
She eventually married me.
After seven years of marriage, we had respected each other and loved each other very much. We were a model couple that everyone envies.
After Meghan became pregnant, I thought I was the happiest person in the world and I was about to become a father.
It was not until the eve of the Christmast that I accidentally saw the chat history between her and her best friend on her mobile phone.
“Meghan, if Lucas knew that the child was Raquel's, he would be so sad. Don't forget that he was hurt once by you and Lorene seven years ago.”
Meghan replied with a nonchalant smile, “Don't worry, he will never know. After I give birth to the baby, I will completely cut off my relationship with Raquel and love Lucas well for the rest of my life, considering it as compensation to him.”
I was shaking all over and tears were streaming down my face.
It turned out that the seven years of love and affection between us was all a lie.
Like Lorene, Meghan did not love me at all, but Raquel.
“Since you don't love me, then I will withdraw alone and help you,” I muttered in silence.
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When I was putting the phone back in its place, Meghan came out of the bathroom.
I laid in bed and pretended to watch TV.
A fragrant breeze blew in front of me.
Meghan looked at me lovingly and stroked my chest with her smooth little hands.
“Lucas, these days have been hard for you, right?”
The voice was ambiguous and just as her beautiful red lips were pressing against me, I pushed her away.
Meghan's face was filled with confusion before asking me, “Lucas, what's wrong with you?”
This was the first time in all these years of marriage that I rejected her advances, so she was surprised.
I replied calmly, “I just don't want to hurt the baby in your belly.”
Meghan's expression eased a little after hearing my explanation. Then, she tried to calm me down, “Don’t worry, I’ve asked the doctor and he said the fetus is basically stable now, just don't move too violently.”
After saying that she moved closer, her face blushing seductively. There was tenderness in her eyes.
If it were the old me, I would have fallen in love and could not extricate myself.
But at that time, my whole body felt like it was sunk in cold sea water and I could not feel any warmth from my lover.
How could I not?
Meghan was my wife, but she was pregnant with another man's child.
When I thought of this, my heart ached.
In the end, I pushed her away for the second time and said, “Forget it. I'm too tired today and not in the mood.”
Meghan did not continue to force it and nodded, “Okay, since maybe you were too busy at work during the day, so let's rest early.”
She turned off the TV and the lights, then laid down and put her arms around my waist.
This was her favorite position, so she fell asleep in no time.
But my thoughts were all over the place and I could not sleep all night.
Late at night, after Meghan fell into a deep sleep, I quietly got up and went to the study and opened her laptop.
This was the first time in seven years of marriage I did it.
It did not take me long to find the deliberately hidden folder.
When I clicked on it, I saw it was filled with photos, at least thousands of them.
Tokyo, Paris, Turkey, etc.
Under different backgrounds, Raquel and Meghan embraced each other sweetly. Both of them had happy smiles on their faces.
I scrolled down and found the last photo. The date showed that it was three days ago, in an obstetrics and gynecology hospital in City H.
Raquel put his face on Meghan's slightly bulging belly and cried with joy.
