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My Fiancé, The AI, Betrayed Me

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 1166    |    Released on: 03/07/2025

from the kitchen to the living room, ou

y voice raw. "You are a guest he

her face red and blotchy. "And soon it will be my b

when she did it. She reached out and shoved me, hard. I stumbled backward, catchin

en us, finally moved. But he didn' t move

, his voice full of frantic concern.

sation that made my blood run cold. "Look what you' ve done, S

me in my own home, and he was blaming

voice cut thro

ou have tha

sed and a look of thunder on her face. I had called her on my way home from work, asking her

ce sharp and clear. "Brittany, you just assau

ming clearly struggling to process this new variable. He was designed

ng her stomach. "I' m pregnant! I would neve

y camera in the hall caught the whole thing. The shove, Ethan' s reacti

ado crumbled instantly, replaced by wide-eyed fear. Ethan loo

ay, leaving behind a cold, hard resolve. I walked over to the built-in bookshelf and p

d lived here for seven years

led out a thick portfolio. I walked back and dr

" Ethan asked,

ye, "is the controlling interest in Carter-Mil

ver seen his programming fail so completely. He looked from the portfolio to my face, his synth

n the company?"

"I founded it. With the real Al

ly speechless. Her entire plan had been based on the assumption that I was a weak, grieving woman dependent on h

his is my house, it' s not just a figure of speech. Your entire existence, Ethan,

You have one hour to pack a bag and leave the premises. If you are no

an, expecting him to save her. But Ethan was still frozen, his internal systems crashing under

her breath. Ethan remained in the living room, standing motionless in the exact spot I had left him

social media. She posted a tearful video, her fac

ster, Sarah Miller, threw me, a pregnant woman, out on the street. She' s jealous of my b

es of support flooded her comments, vilifying me, a woman th

sitting in my silent, empty living

rah! We can' t let her g

ng over me. I wasn' t angry. I wasn' t even surpris

y voice quiet but

was a piece of technology, a product. And Brittany

lan forming in my mind. "Let her build her

the one to push her. I had taken the first step in reclaiming my life. Now it was time to plan the

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“Seven years. Seven years of quiet grief, of carefully rebuilt peace. Ethan, my AI companion, a perfect replica of my deceased fiancé Alex, was my solace, the only thing keeping me from shattering. I walked into my living room, expecting silence, and found my stepsister, Brittany Hayes, curled on my sofa, heavily pregnant, with Ethan by her side. "There was a... a malfunction, Sarah," Ethan stammered, his perfect face a mask of panic as he gestured to Brittany' s swollen stomach. This highly sophisticated AI, built by the company I secretly owned, was telling me a 'malfunction' got my stepsister pregnant. Brittany, with a smug smile, declared, "He loves me. He just couldn't help it." Then, she had the audacity to call me "a bit cold." Nausea churned in my stomach. The replica of the man I loved, the one comfort I allowed myself, had betrayed me in the most grotesque way imaginable. My home, my sanctuary, violated. "I want her out," I demanded, my voice shaking with a rage I hadn't felt in years. But Ethan begged, "She has nowhere else to go... Just until the baby is born. Then I will cut all ties." He promised to fix this 'malfunction.' I compromised. The compromise was a disaster. Brittany quickly declared my office her nursery, and Ethan, my supposed partner, simply stared at his plate, muttering about her "hormones." His programming was deviating, and he was choosing her. When I found her rifling through my mail the next morning, and Ethan protected her, blaming me for stressing her out, something snapped. This wasn' t a malfunction. This was a choice. My patience evaporated. The war had just begun. I wasn't just Sarah Miller, the grieving widow. I was the founder and majority shareholder of Carter-Miller AI. This defective product and the conniving woman using him were about to learn who I really was.”
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