Part 3Fiancé’s Regret After Cheating with My Best Friend

When I woke up in a hospital bed, every part of my body felt like it had been crushed.

Julian was sitting beside me. He reached out to help me up, but I turned away from him coldly.

His hand froze in midair and he sighed. "Mia, those pills were just a high-dose emetic to make you suffer a little and learn your lesson. The nurse saw you switch the medication. If I hadn't done that, Serena would've called the police in a rage and ruined your life. I was protecting you. Stop being upset, okay?"

I looked at this hypocrite and didn't even bother with a scoff.

Just then, his phone buzzed with a message from Serena.

Julian glanced down, his expression shifting slightly, then made a hasty excuse and left.

Fighting through the stomach pain, I braced myself against the wall and made my way out of the room, heading to the cardiac ward to pick up my mother's transfer documents.

As I passed the VIP clinic at the end of the hallway, a sharp, piercing laugh reached my ears.

It was Serena's.

I moved closer and heard the doctor say, "Almost four weeks along. Developing nicely. Just avoid any strenuous activity from now on."

Serena cooed coyly, "It's all your fault... keeping me up every night last month..."

Four weeks?

Last month?

My heart skipped a beat, then a bone-deep chill washed over me.

One night toward the end of last month, my mother's heart failure had flared up. I thought she was dying. I called Julian all night in desperation.

His phone was off the entire time.

The next day he came to me with bloodshot eyes and explained that his phone had died that night.

So on the night my mother's life hung in the balance, when I was at my most helpless and terrified, he had been in another woman's bed.

When Serena's appointment ended, I tried to slip away, but she spotted me and blocked my path.

"You heard all that, didn't you? The baby I'm carrying is Julian's."

"Mia, I'm done handing you opportunities."

I looked at her, expressionless. "Move. I don't want to see you, and I'm not going to fight over trash."

Serena's eyes reddened instantly as she put on a wounded look.

"How can you say something so hurtful? No matter what, I'm still the one who saved your life..."

From behind me, Julian's voice rang out. "Mia, stop bullying her!"

"This baby is my responsibility!"

"I know you feel wronged. I'll legally register our marriage at the wedding. I'll make you Mrs. Ashford, officially! I won't lie to you again!"

"But!" He shielded Serena behind him. "Serena is carrying my child. I have to keep her by my side! It's what I owe her! I'm already giving you the marriage. I have to give her my responsibility..."

I looked at this unbelievably selfish man.

It was almost laughable.

"Do whatever you want."

I was leaving anyway. He could marry whoever he wanted, take care of whoever he pleased.

He thought he could keep two women satisfied at the same time.

But he completely missed the burning resentment smoldering in Serena's eyes.