My fiancée is pregnant with my brother’s ch…
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A week before our wedding, my fiancée successfully got pregnant using my brother’s frozen embryo.
She posted the pregnancy test results on social media with the caption: “Fortunate to let our love continue in another way.”
My brother commented below: “Meeting you is my greatest
luck.”
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My mother quickly added: “Thank you for your hard work, Jocelyn White. Oscar Jones should put that apartment solely in your name!”
I quietly commented: “Congratulations.”
My fiancée immediately called to berate me: “Your brother can’t have children anymore. It’s just one child, and the baby still carries your Jones family bloodline! How can you be so petty as his older brother?”
I chuckled softly and casually dialed a number: “Want to get married?”
The person on the other end went silent for a moment, then erupted in jubilation.
“Really? You finally came around! I’ll book my flight back right now! No backing out now–I’ll see you at the registry office next
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week! Honey~”
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That last coquettish “honey” caught me off guard, making even the tips of my cars inexplicably warm.
The slight regret I felt about being too impulsive instantly vanished.
Perhaps this was for the best.
Meanwhile, my fiancée Jocelyn updated her Facebook again.
I clicked to find photos of her massaging Hugo Jones‘ legs.
In the pictures, she was all smiles, without a trace of disgust.
The comment section was filled with teasing remarks from Jocelyn’s friends.
Sharp–eyed, I spotted a comment from my brother Hugo: “If only we had met before you were promised to another.”
The implication was crystal clear.
Jocelyn showed no restraint in her reply: “It’s never too late to follow your heart.”
Below, Jocelyn’s girlfriends chimed in with more teasing and congratulations.
Apparently, everyone around her knew about her affair with Hugo behind my back, yet whenever they saw me, they still
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vinced my every move.
1 teed to think I went good enough, but now I realise it was simply because they all knew Jocelyn’s heart belonged to Hugo.
My bear froked with pain. I felt like a complete food.
Just then, I received test results from the hospital.
They showed a fum in my omach with risk of malignancy, requiring immediate surgery,
The procedure needed a family member’s signature.
1 cosida count on my mother or Hugo
After much hesitation, I called Jocelyn.
“Could you come to the hospital tomorrow? I need surgery-
Before I could finish, Jocelyn impatiently cut me off.
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“Denar, aren’t you being a total pam? Just because I’m pregnant with your brother’s chuld, you’re making up stories about needing surgery to get attention? How pathetic for a grown man to has such tactics Do you know that because of your comment, Hugo feels so guilty he’s depressed? He’s your own brother–can’t you be more generous and treat his child as your own? I’m busy comforting Hugo, You’re not dying, so stop bothering me, or the wedding is off
The bung up furiously, giving me no chance to explain,
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I let out a bitter laugh, having lost count of how many times she’d threatened to call off our wedding.
Whenever I showed the slightest disapproval of her relationship with Hugo, she would use our marriage as leverage.
Especially after Hugo’s car accident that left his legs disabled.
“If it weren’t for you, how would Hugo have injured his legs? How can you be so selfish?”
“Hugo is your brother, and I’m his sister–in–law. What’s wrong with taking care of him? Why are you, a grown man, so petty?!”
“If Hugo hadn’t kept persuading me, I wouldn’t want to marry you at all. You’re not even half as considerate as Hugo!”
I’d heard such words too many times to count.
But the truth was, Hugo had the accident while pretending to deliver medicine to me, when he was actually sneaking off to meet her.
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While I was working myself to exhaustion to buy her dream house and give her a better life–drinking until I suffered severe stomach bleeding and collapsed–she was secretly dating my own brother under the pretense of taking care of me.
Before, I feared losing her, so I subconsciously avoided thinking about these things. I never defended myself, just apologized.
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But now,
I decided to let her go.
“Fine. The wedding is off.”
With that, for the first time this Christmas, I hung up on Jocelyn first.
