Part 2The Billionaire's Fake Mistress and the Real Price of Jealousy

On the third day after our unhappy parting, Adrian posted a photo on his Moments.

My "best friend," Mia, was pouting at him, while he looked at the camera making a peace sign.

"Love a woman who gets jealous over me. Too cute."

I put down my phone and buried my head in work.

After the surgery, I'd need at least two weeks of rest. I had to rush to complete these tasks.

The comments were indignant:

[Is the female lead sick? Still busy with work at a time like this? Does she not want her husband anymore for the sake of work?]

[The male lead loves her so much, how can she be so plain? Feeling like the female lead doesn't deserve the male lead.]

[Actually, as long as the female lead admits her mistake, this will pass. Isn't a happy family of three good? Is admitting jealousy that hard?]

I nodded calmly. It is quite hard.

Just then, one of Adrian's bros called, sounding urgent.

"Sister-in-law, come quick, something happened to Adrian!"

Suddenly, a bottle smashed on the other end. He gasped, and the call cut off.

I immediately drove to the location tagged in Adrian's post.

Just outside the private room, roaring laughter came from inside.

"Adrian, it's been so long. Will that workaholic sister-in-law really come?"

"Sister-in-law simped for Adrian for twenty years before she got him. You think she won't come?"

"Well, she didn't react to that post just now. Anyway, I don't care. If Adrian loses, no backing out. You have to give me that East Suburb project."

The East Suburb project. I ran myself ragged for a year, going to the company even with an IV drip when I was sick with a fever, just to catch up on progress. He knew all this. Now, for a bet, he was giving it away.

Through the crack in the door, Adrian sat with a dark face, staring dead at his phone, looking anxious.

The moment I pushed the door open, everyone turned to look at me.

Some disappointed, some surprised. Adrian breathed a sigh of relief.

"You guys lost."

Keys to luxury cars, yachts, luxury watches, and more were placed on the table.

A smile appeared on Adrian's lips. "I have plenty of these things. Who cares?"

"Yes, yes, you have a sister-in-law who loves you like life itself. We don't."

"Look at you being cocky. Don't drive sister-in-law away eventually."

Adrian's face darkened slightly. Then, as if to prove something, he put his arm around Mia's waist and hooked his finger at me.

Comments:

[Female lead, make a scene! Fight for the male lead with the supporting actress. That will give the male lead so much face in front of his bros.]

[Honestly, don't you guys think the male lead is going a bit too far? He's married, and the female lead is pregnant.]

[Upstairs, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Is this a hobby? If the female lead wasn't so stubborn, the male lead wouldn't use such extreme methods.]

[Making our male lead pop his cherry for the first time, holding back for two months without getting the female lead.]

Married for three years. Two months ago was the first time he touched me. One shot, one hit.

Touching my slightly protruding belly, my hand tightened slightly.

They looked at me provocatively, waiting for me to scream and go crazy, waiting for me to cry bitterly and beg him to come back.

But I didn't. I just looked at him quietly.

"Adrian, how old are you? Can you stop being so childish?"