“Are you alright, Mrs. Gayes? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?” Before long, a few nurses surrounded me. They exchanged looks and did not say anything, focusing on comforting me.
They probably knew that my husband Victor Gayes had betrayed me. He had even robbed me of my fertility.
I could not hold back my grief any longer. Once I was back in my room, I buried my face in the pillow and wept for ages.
At some point, I cried myself to sleep. When I woke up, Rachel was the only one by my bedside, her expression mocking me. “You know everything, don’t you? I’m pregnant with Victor’s baby, his only baby.”
Rachel picked up an orange and ate it, rubbing her belly as she taunted me.
“W-When did you start the clandestine affair?” I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. The pain was nothing compared to the agony in my heart.
Rachel scoffed and held up three fingers. “Three years ago, when I joined the company. He didn’t bring you to a party, and I accepted many drinks on his behalf as his PA. That night, we ended up in bed together.
“He thought he betrayed you, so he wanted to pay me off. I told him I loved him, and I didn’t need him to acknowledge me in public. I volunteered to become his secretary instead, and he agreed.
“After that, he suddenly said he wanted to leave you all his money! I hate how stupid he is, but I couldn’t stop him. He secretly transferred all his assets to your name.”
I watched Rachel’s gradually distorting face, resisting the urge to slap him.
“Your marriage is such a joke. He thought he could enjoy the affair guilt-free once he gave you his money. I bet you didn’t know he comes to me every day because I live next door!
“Sometimes, he would even feed you sleeping drugs and sleep with me in the living room. You never woke up no matter how much I screamed!”
The paler I became, the more excited Rachel got.
“When you had that unexpected miscarriage, he was sound asleep in my room. He couldn’t give a rat’s ass about you.
“Nina Morgan, you should know your place and leave of your own accord. After all, I’m pregnant with his child.”
To think he repaid my consideration with such betrayal. I had assumed he was too busy with work that day, accepting his excuse when he missed my many calls for help.
The next day, he stood by my bed with reddened eyes, begging for my forgiveness. He said he was too tired and fell dead asleep. He said he even forgot to charge his phone, and it ran out of battery.
