At a New Year's Eve dinner, a "bro-girl" I'd never met sat next to my husband. After the fourth time she hugged my husband's arm, I threw up all over the floor. My husband was nervous and helped me catch my breath. But the "bro-girl" raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms: "Alex, this wife you found... she's kinda weak, huh?" Ah, so she's a "Pick Me" girl. But she doesn't know. When it comes to playing innocent and manipulative, I'm the grandmaster. 1 The atmosphere in the private room became weirdly awkward. Alex frowned. "Bella, stop talking nonsense." His hand patted my back. Bella lowered her voice a bit: "Back when we drank all night and woke up in the same bed, you didn't throw up." Someone in the room immediately tried to smooth things over: "Sister-in-law, that's all in the past. Don't listen to Bella running her mouth." Bella paused. Then someone covered her mouth. She pried the hand off her face and pouted: "Can't even tell the truth? Having a woman around is so troublesome." Nausea surged again, and I choked up, tears welling in my eyes. I looked up with red eyes. "Alex, did I ruin your fun? I'm sorry..." Alex looked heartbroken. "Honey, if you're uncomfortable, let's leave." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Bella's face change instantly. She grabbed the hem of Alex's shirt: "I just got back from overseas! Now that you have a wife, you don't want your bros anymore?" Alex's face darkened. "Bella, my wife feels sick." She craned her neck to look at me. "Sister-in-law, are you unhappy because we're too close?" I weakly collapsed into Alex's arms. "I feel a bit sick. Miss, if you insist on keeping Alex, can you let me go first?" He frowned deeply. Supporting my waist, he said, "I'll take you home first." Alex led me out. "You guys keep drinking. My wife isn't feeling well. Next round is on me." The woman behind us wasn't happy. "With a family, do you have no freedom at all? Alex, you're such a buzzkill!" Alex didn't stop. He pulled me into the car and called a designated driver in one go. He rubbed my back in the car. "Claire, still feeling bad? Should we go to the hospital first?" The nausea subsided a bit with the cold wind. I put some distance between us. "When did you and Bella end up in the same bed?" Alex froze. He looked away unnaturally: "That was way before I knew you. Today's dinner, I didn't know she was coming..." He held my hand again, fawning: "Besides, we were both drunk back then. Nothing happened, I swear!" The designated driver knocked on the window at this moment. Alex pulled my hand into his arms, full of worry. "Driver, please drive a bit slower. My wife isn't feeling well." 2 The next day, I was woken up by nausea again. I dry heaved over the toilet a few times. Alex immediately ran out of the bedroom. "Honey, still feeling sick? I'll go buy you medicine right now!" He ran frantically. Leaving his phone on the bed. Just then, the phone started ringing non-stop. I wiped my mouth and picked it up. I saw a group chat of four people on WhatsApp. A girl named "Bubbles" was spamming messages. [Bros, wake up! Sun's burning your ass!] [I'm going to each of your houses for New Year's greetings. Is Big Bro's red envelope ready?] [@Alex, how's your precious wife? Let's hang out today, don't run away again. Your family is such a buzzkill! Or just don't bring your wife!] [I don't care, this year you have to give me a big red envelope, bigger than your wife's! Or I won't forgive you, bro!] Alex ran back excitedly at this moment. "Honey, my brain! The pharmacy asked if you might be pregnant. Let's take a test first, then go to the hospital!" His gaze fell on the phone in my hand. His expression wasn't comfortable. I handed the phone over: "Your bro is asking for a red envelope, bigger than mine." Thought about it. I added: "She said she's looking for you to play tonight, telling you not to bring your wife." Alex took it awkwardly. "Bella has no filter, she's carefree, speaks without thinking. Honey, don't be unhappy." I stared at him quietly. Alex hesitated for a moment, then pressed the voice message button in front of me: "Don't talk nonsense for no reason. If my wife doesn't go, I won't go." 3 I tested my morning urine in the bathroom. Several test strips showed two lines. Alex was overjoyed, hugging me and promising: "Honey, don't worry, I won't make you unhappy again." "Just happily give birth to the baby, you'll be a great hero." He rushed me to the hospital for a blood test. Confirmed the pregnancy. Only then did he call his family: "Mom, I'm bringing you a surprise later!" The car sped all the way to the family estate. Alex snatched the gift box from my hand, his face beaming. Before even entering the door, he shouted: "Mom, brought you good news!" Just as he stepped inside. A red figure flew over, wrapping an arm around his neck. "Alex, why are you so late? The bros have been waiting for you forever!" She hugged Alex's neck, one hand wandering a bit too low. Then she met my face. Seemed startled, let go, and acted annoyed: "Shit, force of habit. Forgot you're a married man." Alex's clothes were messed up by her. He subconsciously straightened them, then looked at me. "Claire..." Before he could finish. I walked over and smoothed his collar. Smoothing and smoothing, my eyes turned red. "Miss, do you hate the shirts I ironed flat..." Bella was stunned. Eyes widened in surprise. Alex said. Every night, seeing me iron his collar flat was his happiest moment. Hearing this, he frowned. "Bella, you're grown up, don't always be so rough." My mother-in-law came downstairs at this moment. Seeing me, she smiled elegantly. "Claire is back." Alex picked up the gift box that fell on the ground earlier. Pulled me to greet her: "Mom, you don't even miss your son, just Claire." The scene. Harmonious and happy. I looked back; Bella was staring at me. Her lips pressed into a straight line. I called her out by name: "Miss Bella, why do you look so unhappy?" Her expression visibly panicked. Everyone in the room looked at her. Bella stammered: "I, I... Claire, you must have seen wrong..." 4 At the dinner table. Alex couldn't wait to announce the news of my pregnancy. My mother-in-law was overjoyed. Besides the red envelope she prepared, she transferred money to me in front of everyone. Bella's chopsticks dropped abruptly to the floor. My mother-in-law paused. Frowned slightly: "Bella, you're not getting any younger either. You should hurry up and get married and have kids." Bella's face looked bad. "Auntie Sterling, I'm not in a hurry." My mother-in-law acted casual: "Heard your mom say she's anxious just a few days ago, waiting to hold a granddaughter with me." Bella forced a smile. "Auntie Sterling, I'm really fine." She suddenly looked at me: "Besides, even if I don't have kids, won't Alex's kids take care of me in old age?" My face changed. But I heard my mother-in-law slam down her juice glass. Face stern. "Even with a Western education, you can't make jokes like that." "Is the culture overseas so loose now that you can joke about other people's children?" The more she spoke, the angrier she got, eventually picking up her phone. "I have to call your mom, properly manage your way of expression." Bella really turned pale this time. Kicked Alex's chair for help. "Say something for your bro!" I picked up the toughest fried meatball on the table and stuffed it into Alex's mouth. "Hubby, taste this for me~"
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