Megan's POV Today, Bertrand married Margaretta. I also signed a letter if the first wife agreed for my husband's wife to remarry. It was hard on my heart to do that, even my tears were dripping. I'm not as strong as I imagined. Bertrand also hugged me before he married Margaretta. Bertrand's marriage also took place quite quickly and after that Bertrand and Margaretta were legalized as husband and wife. I held back my tears so they wouldn't continue to flow. Bertrand also always looked at me but Margaretta always pushed him away so that her new husband kept staring at her. Tonight I also have to say goodbye to Bertrand because he is going to perform his first night ritual with his new wife. I went home alone. My feelings are mixed between mediocrity and sadness. Happy because I can bring Sophia home tomorrow and sad because I have to share my husband. Imagine that right now, maybe Bertrand is enjoying the touch of another woman on his body or maybe other sensations that h
Bertrand's POV "Let's go home!" "Let me go!" Megan refused to let me take her hand. She actually headed to the bus stop. I followed her and told my driver to take my car home because I was going home by bus with Megan. When we got home, Megan was still silent. She then went into the bathroom. Her cell phone seemed to be on because I was curious and opened her cell phone. I was surprised because it turned out that the contents of her cell phone were recordings of me having sex with Margaretta. The duration was quite long, starting from after I drank the drink that Margaretta gave me until I fell asleep. Why did Margaretta send this video to Megan? No wonder Megan doesn't want to talk to me because she knows what I did with Margaretta. I waited for Megan to come out of the bathroom. I want to try to calm her down, maybe she will, even though maybe she will still feel hurt. But I also can't change the situation. Last night I was like that, it wasn't my own desire but ra
Bertrand's POV I thought that I was wrong. Even though at that time Megan asked me to agree to marry Margaretta. But I shouldn't have done that right. Seeing Megan change 180 degrees made me unable to do anything. * A few days later, Isabella was asked to go home by her teacher because she was sick. Megan also refused to be hospitalized. So she was given an IV drip at home and was always monitored by doctors and nurses. "Dad, what's wrong with Mom" What should I answer? Should I answer honestly? “Oh, your mother misses you. Therefore, he asked you to come home for a few days. It's okay right?" Isabella nodded her head. She is indeed my daughter who I can rely on. She wants to feed her mother and read fairy tales to her mother. She also tried to comfort her mother so she could recover quickly. I also asked Margaretta to bring Sophia to my house but she reasoned that Sophia refused to meet Megan. I'm sure that Sophia has been influenced by Margaretta. I couldn't w
Megan's POV I feel like my life has really been ruined. My husband remarried. Not to mention his new wife sent a video of their first night. Bertrand seemed to really enjoy it. Maybe he even forgot about me. My heart was completely broken after that. A few days later I also couldn't be with Sophia. It was as if Margaretta was holding back my daughter from seeing me again. I was so heartbroken twice. I don't know what my life's purpose is anymore. I have no appetite and I also don't think about what else to do. I didn't think about my condition until I was treated by the Bertrand family's private doctor. I was already weak and couldn't refuse. It's just that I don't want to be hospitalized. I chose to just stay at home. Every day my mother-in-law takes care of me here until Isabella has to come home from the hostel because I'm sick. The little girl also took care of me. She comforted me too even though she usually couldn't see me being sick. “I love you, ma'am. Y
Megan's POV The thought of him enjoying another woman's body made me very lazy to comply with his request. "Sorry, I can't. I'm tired." Bertrand didn't stay silent but instead kissed my neck. He tried to excite me but it made me even more uncomfortable. “You said I told you to sleep here. If this is the case I won't be able to sleep." “Well, I want to make love to you, my wife. I miss you." “I can't, Bertrand. I can't imagine having a relationship with a man who has had sex with other women, even if it's your wife too." "Then how can I give vent to my desires when you are my wife." "Who knows. I do not know." I chose to sleep and leave Bertrand alone beside me." In the morning I woke up but it turned out Bertrand wasn't awake yet. Even though he usually wakes up earlier than me, he didn't wake up today. I took a shower and saw that Sophia had apparently just woken up. "You have got up?" “Yes, ma'am. Today Isabella said she's coming home, right?” "Yeah, today sh
Megan's POV "Joe, do you prefer me or Megan?" "Of course you are, darling. Are my actions still not proof enough?" "I just want to hear you say that directly." "Honey, you are the woman I love the most. Relax, you are too tense..." The man's breath was panting and hitched, mixed with the flirtatious moans of the woman beneath him, which suddenly filled the hotel room. I stood outside the door. Hearing this, the blood in his body boiled. The cold air that pierced me made me not stop shivering. An hour ago, someone sent me a video. In the video, my fiancé, Joe Hardwin, is embracing my half-sister, Ariana Vandana. It can be seen that they are kissing passionately in the hotel corridor. At first, I thought it was just a joke, but I didn't expect that the two had been in a romantic relationship for a long time. I took a deep breath and tried to control the anger that was roiling in my chest. Then, I took my cell phone out of my pocket and pushed the door open without a sound.
Megan's POV Realizing how ambiguous their position was, my cheeks suddenly turned red and I pulled away from the man's embrace in panic. Somewhat embarrassed, I explained in a low voice, "No, my legs are numb." "Hmm." Bertrand answered, and then a soft laugh came from his mouth. Don't know whether he believes the excuse I made or not. His voice was soft and low, which had a calming effect. I felt as if my heart had been messed with. I feel so tickled. I rubbed my ears, then asked out of curiosity, "Why are you here?" Bertrand answered still with the same expression, "Just passing by by chance." Seeing the poor little creature drenched in rain on the side of the road, Bertrand felt that I was like a cat abandoned by its owner, helpless and suffering. I nodded in understanding, not knowing what else to say after that. I just found out about my fiancé's betrayal and am physically and mentally exhausted. I just wanted to find a place to calm down. Bertrand looked at me,
Megan's POV When Evan was lost in his own imagination, he suddenly felt a cold, piercing cold on the back of his neck. He looked back and happened to meet Betrand's beast-like gaze. He grimaced and didn't dare think anymore, gathering his thoughts to concentrate on driving. Luckily, Bertrand just looked at him with a cold gaze and warned him to drive properly. After that, the man immediately averted his gaze. After getting out of the car, Bertrand took me to the villa where he lived. He took out a clean set of clothes from the wardrobe and handed them to me. "Just take a warm shower first. There are no women's clothes here, so wear my clothes first." "Yes." My cheeks heat up a little. I immediately grabbed the clothes frantically and went into the bathroom. It could be said that my actions were more like running away. I didn't dare look at Betrand's face. That's why I didn't notice the amused glint in the bottom of Betrand's eyes. I stayed in the bathroom for a long time, l