Betrayal on the Wedding Day

plaining a simple business decision. She placed a protective hand over her stomach.

from her to me, a triumphant smirk playing on his lips. "We love each oth

they did. She was creating a narrative where they were the

I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

'll raise the child as your own. It's the perfect arrangement.

ization dawning on me with sickening clarity. "My

alculated, long-term scheme. They had planned this. Every c

began to burn throu

it hung in the air bet

narrowed. "Wha

onger now. "I will not raise another

refuse? I'll tell your family everything. I'll tell them about your... condition. That you're infertil

osure. She believed she had me trapped. She believed I was still the same weak

ffer?" I asked, my vo

e. "You have until the end of the week to come to your senses. You

ation was over, as if my consent was a mere formalit

eaned in close, his voice a ven

ssed, before walking away, a

e on me, a mixture of pity and morbid curiosity. I felt my legs threaten to give out.

r. She had

y phone and di

on grounds of adultery. And I want to add a restraining order against

ainst me. She was wrong. She had underestimated me for the last time. The pain was still there, a raw, gaping wo