The night before my wedding, my fiancé secretly brought his eight mistresses into our bed, pretending he was just doing push-ups. When I arrived, a fight broke out right away. I was about to slap the last girl when he quickly stepped in front of her and looked at me seriously.
He said, “You can slap the others, but not her.”
I couldn’t help but sneer and ask before kicking him down the stairs, “Why not?”
Three years ago, Robert Fuentes sent me to prison with his own hands. I was sentenced to three years. On the day I was released, he came to pick me up while pushing a wheelchair with a familiar face that he had shown to me before.
Robert said, “I made a terrible mistake back then. Let’s keep our engagement going.”
The last girl looked at me with tears in her eyes.
“Amelia, you pushed me downstairs and injured my legs. Robert couldn’t stand seeing me like this, so he took care of me for three years. Don’t worry, I’ve already booked a flight. I’ll be leaving soon.”
I looked at her slightly swollen belly and let out a cold laugh.
“Whatever,” I said flatly.
The person I had spared three years ago now deserved to die.
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Hearing my words, Gloria’s eyes filled with tears as she gently touched her belly. She whispered, “Baby, don’t blame me for bringing you on such a hard journey. It’s all my fault.”
“Look at Daddy one more time. This might be the last time we see him.”
Her voice trembled pitifully, her sobs so convincing that anyone who didn’t know her would think she was on her deathbed. But Robert was easy to fool. He wiped away Gloria’s tears tenderly before turning to me.
“Amelia, it was my fault back then. Don’t worry … I promised you a wedding, so I’ll keep that promise.”
He then glanced at Gloria, continuing, “But she’s pregnant and can’t travel far. The baby is innocent and don’t you want to be a mother too? Why don’t we let her stay here to give birth first? You can even adopt the child as your own.”
I looked at him steadily, the same way he had looked at me when he sent me to prison for her.
“It’s my duty. I have no objection.”
“Amelia, you’ve become much gentler and more understanding after those three years,” he said with a pleased smile.
After that, Robert lifted Gloria in front of me and carefully settled her into the passenger seat. It was the seat that used to be mine. I smiled too. She really should stay close. That way, I wouldn’t have to go looking for her when it was time to settle the score.
Back in the house that once belonged to Robert and me, my room had completely changed. The decor had become the French princess style I despised. From the clothes in the closet to the things on the vanity, there was no sign of me left.
A wooden crib stood by the bay window. One glance told me it was Robert’s handiwork. He had arranged everything perfectly. He never truly planned to send Gloria away.
When my eyes narrowed, Gloria trembled. Her voice shook as she spoke, “Amelia, please don’t be angry. Robert was worried about my pregnancy, so he brought me back here. I didn’t know this was your room. I’ll pack up and move to the guest room. Please don’t hit me … ”
She looked terrified. She tried to get up, but her leg cramped and she collapsed to her knees.
Robert quickly helped her up, gently comforting her.
“Gloria, don’t be so humble. I left this room for you. Amelia wasn’t here before. It was empty anyway.”
Then, he turned to me and said, “Amelia, you can see her legs are still injured. Besides, she’s now pregnant. This room gets plenty of sunlight. It’s good for her health. Why not let her stay here for a few months?”
In the past, Robert never let anyone step in front of me, no matter how many women he played around with, let alone take what was mine. This time, it was different. And that made me mad.
