After Boyfriend Kissed His Stepsister

My boyfriend repeatedly left me behind for his stepsister.

After I suggested breaking up, his sister came to me in tears, saying he was starving himself to beg for reconciliation with me.

I forgave him.

But on my birthday, he passionately kissed his stepsister.

This time, I chose to abort the baby with him and disappear from his world.

Yet, he went frantic.

01

The first time I met Ruben Riley's stepsister was on a rainy day.

She came to him soaked, and immediately hugged him.

Her bra was barely visible under her soaked clothes, but Ruben didn't shy away from it.

"Lillian, this is my stepsister Emily. We aren't related by blood." He explained, while Emily gave me a challenging look.

She pouted and said, "Ruben, your taste isn't that great, is it?"

Instantly, my face flushed with embarrassment.

Ruben just smiled and said nothing.

At that moment, even someone as oblivious as me sensed something was off.

I felt like the third person between them, while they seemed like the perfect match.

Later, during my dates with Ruben, Emily, who was at a different college, always found reasons to intrude.

Once or twice, I could tolerate it, but as it happened more often, I got angry.

I confronted Ruben, "Can we have a date without your sister next time? Are you dating me or her?"

He paused, then suddenly grinned mischievously and lunged at me.

"What's wrong? Are you jealous?"

Then he reassured me, "What are you thinking? She's my sister. Even though we're not related by blood, nothing could happen between us. Because of her and her mother's arrival, my mom became depressed and took her own life. So, I can't help but resent her. I won't let her disturb us again, don't worry."

Hearing this, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the way his stepsister looked at him was far from innocent.

This matter seemed settled until Ruben's birthday party. We both drank too much.

Emily repeatedly criticized me with a resentful look, and Ruben, seeing through it, hugged me tightly and said to Emily with a smile, "Lillian is the only one I love in this life. If I ever change my heart, may I face the worst consequences."

Upon hearing this, Emily ran out crying.

Ruben didn't care and just asked a friend to chase after her.

That night, since the dorms were locked, we had to stay at a hotel.

In the middle of the night, Ruben's phone vibrated.

Seeing he was asleep, I opened it and saw Emily's nude photos, her eyes seductive, her pose enticing.

"Brother, then I'll hook up with your good buddy Kristian Clarke. Are you satisfied now?"

My scalp tingled, and I shook Ruben awake.

But the moment he saw the message, he jumped out of bed.

"Damn, is she crazy?"

I held him back, "It's so late. Can't you just call your buddy instead of heading for in person?"

He gave me a look so cold it sent a shiver down my spine.

"She's my sister, and Kristian has always had intentions towards her."

"But she has the freedom to date. Besides, why would she send you such a message?"

I asked him, feeling wronged.

To my surprise, Ruben, who had always spoken to me gently, lost his temper for the first time.

He yelled at me like he was out of control., "Can you stop nagging? She's my sister! Do you have no empathy?"

With that, the door slammed shut.

For the first time, tears fell because of him.

02

Being with Ruben, I never felt wronged.

If I did, it was always because of Emily.

After that incident, I realized Ruben didn't seem to hate Emily as much as he claimed.

Otherwise, why would he say he hated her but still care for her?

The next day, Ruben brought Emily to apologize to me.

"I'm sorry, Lillian. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I was such a jerk yesterday."

Emily looked at me, although she was apologizing, she couldn't hide the smugness in her eyes.

At that moment, I was exhausted.

I pointed to the dried tear stains on my face.

"Ruben, you were out all night. I waited for you all night. I don't want to wait anymore. Let's break up."

I walked away.

But we were together for so long, how could we just fall apart like that?

Then Ruben came to me, disregarding everything.

He waited endlessly outside my dorm, eventually fainting and ending up in the infirmary.

Emily came to me in tears.

"My brother loves you. Please get back together with him. I won't interfere in your world anymore."

I smiled.

"Do you love him?"

Her eyes were sharp, barely concealing her jealousy.

"That's my business, not yours."

Then she added, "If I weren't his stepsister, do you think you'd have a chance?"

I'll date and marry someone else, so my brother is yours."

Before leaving, she gave me a deep look, still unwilling to let go.

Emily said Ruben wasn't eating or drinking in the hospital, just staring at the door waiting for me, and I finally relented and went to see him.

He hugged me, crying loudly.

"Lillian, I can't live without you.

Without you, I'm just a walking corpse.

I won't leave you for anyone else again."

So we reconciled.

Ruben promised that no matter what Emily did, he wouldn't leave me again.

But Emily seemed to have truly let go, starting a relationship.

Ruben pretended to be happy, but on the day she announced it on social media, he fell on the basketball court and ended up in the hospital with a fracture.

I devoted myself to his care for an entire month.

But I could tell he was waiting for someone.

He often stared at the door or looked expectantly at his phone's chat window.

But I was right there beside him. Who was he waiting for?

I didn't want to think about it, nor did I dare to.

Emily indeed didn't come to see him again.

But Ruben became the one to reach out to her.

That day, we had planned to celebrate my debate competition win. I waited all night at the amusement park, only to get a call saying he got into a fight with Emily's boyfriend and ended up in the police station.

Later, I resorted to some friends to secure his release.

Upon seeing me, he had a flicker of guilt in his eyes.

Emily clung tightly to her boyfriend, yelling at Ruben, "This is my own business. Who are you to interfere? I like him, I love him. If he hits me, that's my choice. Why do you care?"

Ruben, like an enraged lion, was furious.

"Have you completely lost it, Emily? If I meddle again, I'm an idiot."

He grabbed my hand and turned to leave.

Emily shouted from behind, "You're not even my real brother. What right do you have to meddle in my life? Don't bother me again."

Ruben's face was bruised. I took him to the hospital, and after getting him treated, with a stern expression, I brought him back home.

Throughout it all, he never realized that because of Emily, he had once again left me behind.

But I held back, because just moments ago, the doctor had told me I was pregnant.

And my birthday party was just around the corner.

I wanted to surprise Ruben and give him one last chance.

03

Ruben and Emily kissed passionately, oblivious to everyone around them, even choosing my birthday party for their display.

It was all for the thrill.

I finally understood that I was merely a catalyst in their relationship, a test of true love.

Kissing his stepsister at his girlfriend's birthday party-what a shocking betrayal.

Thinking of this, I clutched my stomach and stumbled to the bathroom, where I emptied my stomach until there was nothing left, not even bile.

Leaning against the cold tiles, I sobbed uncontrollably as tears blurred my vision.

In the end, I made a difficult decision.

I would abort the baby, and break up with him.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, I went to the hospital.

I didn't sleep all night, with dark circles under my eyes and a pale face.

Seeing I came alone, the doctor frowned, "You're here by yourself?"

I nodded.

Just then, my phone rang.

A faint hope rose in my heart-could it be Ruben?

But I quickly dismissed the thought. Even though I was not exceptional, I would never stoop so low to belittle myself.

I checked my phone and was surprised to see it was him -my brother, Vernon Foster

With mixed emotions, I answered the call.

"Brother, why are you calling me?"

"Yeah, I returned from abroad. Where are you? I'll come find you."

I couldn't tell him I was about to have an abortion.

Years ago, my brother was sent abroad because my mother discovered his unusual affection for me.

His room, which no one was allowed to enter, was covered with my photos.

And not long ago, my mother died and my stepfather resumed his new girlfriend. Did my brother's sudden return at this time have anything to do with that?

I collected my thoughts, and told him I was at home, asking him to meet me there.

He responded with a cold "OK."

I thought, over the years, my brother's attitude towards me hadn't changed.

I never believed what my mother said.

My brother had always been polite and distant, even cold.

I didn't believe he had any other intentions towards me.

The doctor repeatedly asked if I was sure about the abortion.

I touched my flat stomach, and thought of my boyfriend, who hadn't even given me an explanation. I calmly said, "Yes, I want the abortion."

After the anesthesia, I fell asleep.

In a daze, I dreamed of Ruben holding me, showing me children's books, and various adorable baby cribs, strollers, and baby items.

His eyes sparkled like gems.

"Lillian, let's have two kids, a boy and a girl. We'll get married after graduation, okay? I'll work hard to support you and the kids."

As he spoke, his eyes grew moist, and he held me tighter.

"Lillian, my parents divorced when I was young, and I never had a complete family. So, I promise to be a good husband and father, to give you and our children the best life. Will you trust me?"

I nodded, full of conviction.

"I believe in you, Ruben."

I woke up from the dream, and a cute chubby baby was just waving goodbye to me with a smile.

Tears slid down my cheeks again.

My stomach hurt, but it couldn't compare to the ache in my heart.

Ruben, this was the last time I would cry for you.

04

I returned home.

My brother Vernon was sitting on the sofa, his long legs clad in a sharp suit, his gaze sharp, his fingers flying over his laptop.

Though only three years older than me, he seemed so mature and composed.

I was clutching my stomach, and my face was pale.

My brother's expression changed the moment he saw me.

He rushed over. "Lillian, what's wrong?"

And then he suddenly scooped me up in his arms.

His embrace was so warm.

I couldn't help it-I started crying, letting all the grievances of the past days flow out as tears.

I cried and spoke, until I was almost choking on my words, pleading with him, "Please... help me switch to another college, brother. I... want to leave here.

I want... to go abroad."

"Alright."

My brother held me protectively, his eyes cold, his voice hoarse and low, barely concealing his immense anger.

"Whatever they did to hurt you, I'll make them pay back ten times over."

I took a leave of absence.

My brother was handling my withdrawal and the visa for studying abroad.

A day later, Ruben finally remembered me, his girlfriend, and offered a seemingly reasonable explanation.

"I'm sorry, Lillian. On your birthday, my father suddenly fell ill and was hospitalized. I had no choice but to stay at the hospital with him all day and night, so I couldn't attend your birthday party. You don't blame me, do you?"

I smiled.

Ruben, you were heartless. You even used your father's illness as an excuse.

I replied, "Of course, I don't blame you. Your father's health is obviously more important."

He was genuinely pleased.

"I knew you'd understand, Lillian. By the way, you mentioned you had a surprise for me at the party. What was it?"

My eyes turned cold, recalling the excruciating pain on the cold operating table.

I wished I could tear him and Emily apart.

"A surprise? Well, it's gone now. But Ruben, the surprise you gave me was quite something."