Three months into my pregnancy, Julian finally agreed to give me the wedding I had always dreamed of. We invited friends over to discuss the details. That’s when his "female bro" laughed and said: "Sister-in-law, you're so lucky. You caught Julian after he grew up and stopped being a jerk. Unlike me. Back then, we played too hard, and I even had an abortion." "This idiot didn't even know how to put on a condom. Daddy had to teach him!" She chuckled and punched Julian in the shoulder. My breath hitched. Seeing my expression change, she quickly tried to explain. "Don't misunderstand. I'm just saying, back then he was immature. He watched too much porn and had nowhere to vent, so he insisted on using me for practice." "But it's all good now. I trained him for you. You just get to enjoy the finished product. So, how is my son in bed? Pretty good, right?" I couldn't take it anymore. I splashed my tea in her face. "If you know it's in the past, why are you telling me this? What's your intention?" Before Sarah could speak, Julian exploded. He accused me of being unreasonable and threw me out of the house in the middle of the night. The last thing I heard before leaving was Sarah's teasing voice: "Son, you're being naughty. Want a beating? Take a punch from Daddy!" They bet ten million dollars that I would come crawling back on my knees, begging for forgiveness. But this time, I was truly done. 1 When Julian kicked me out, his eyes were full of rage. "We're all friends here. Did you have to make it so ugly?" "I told you, Sarah is my bro. Bros don't have genders!" "If there was anything between us, why would I choose to marry you?" "If you're going to be crazy, get out and calm down!" He turned back to Sarah, his expression instantly softening into his usual gentleness. "Keep drinking. Ignore her. I spoiled her too much! Just because she's pregnant, she thinks she's the Queen Mother." Someone asked, "It's freezing outside, and Haley is pregnant. Don't freeze the baby. Careful she doesn't leave you for real!" "Leave me? Look at her now. She gained thirty pounds since getting pregnant. Who would want her?" "I'm doing her a favor by marrying her. Give her an inch and she takes a mile." Sarah immediately slung her arm around his shoulder. "Pregnant women are so much trouble. Bros are way easier. Drink! If I don't drink you under the table tonight, I'm not your daddy!" "Screw you, I'm your daddy! Call me daddy or I'll wreck you!" "With your little needle? Hahaha—" Outside the door, I wiped my cheek. My hand felt ice cold. I didn't realize I had been crying. Without hesitation, I called a cab to the hospital. The doctor hesitated. "Miss Haley, scheduling an abortion requires the father's signature. Is he not here?" "He's dead." The doctor didn't say anything else. She finished the checkup and filled out the appointment form. The pity in her eyes tore my heart to shreds. When I first met Julian, he wasn't like this. His eyes and heart were full of only me. Until he introduced me to his "bro," Sarah. Everything changed. While I was in a daze, the paperwork was done. As I was paying, a video popped up on my phone. It was from Sarah. In the video, Julian was kneeling on the floor, licking her diamond-encrusted nails. He looked up with a disgusted face but kept joking. "Damn, Sarah, do you have foot fungus? Are you trying to gross me out?" "Daddy is giving you a chance to redeem yourself. It's an honor! Dare to talk back, and I'll teach you a lesson!" Then came a text from Sarah. "Sister-in-law, don't be mad. I taught this rebellious son a lesson for you. He'll be obedient from now on!" I don't know how I felt watching that video. Boom. The sweet memories in my head exploded into shrapnel. They pierced my chest, churning my insides with pain. Julian was a germophobe. I knew this from the day we met. He never held my hand. He even found my hugs disgusting. I got pregnant because one night, he drank himself into a stupor with Sarah. When he got home, his friends were gone, leaving a mess. Julian sat on the sofa smoking, feet up, ordering me without looking up: "Clean this up. Those bastards did this on purpose to annoy me." Usually, I would have cleaned up like a maid without him asking. But this time, I didn't respond. instead, I said: "Julian, let's... break up." 2 Hearing my voice, he reluctantly looked up from his phone. "What did you say? The game was too loud. Sarah, that idiot, fed the enemy team ten kills in a row. Dragging me down so hard my pants are falling off." He shouted into the voice chat. "Son, feed one more kill and Daddy will spank you red!" I took a deep breath and repeated myself. "Julian, let's break up." This time he heard it. He threw his phone. "Are you crazy?" "What nonsense are you spouting?" I shook my head and sat down, clutching my aching stomach. "I'm not joking. I'm serious." "I think... Sarah suits you better." From the broken phone, Sarah's furious voice leaked out. "Rebellious son, where did you go? Don't go AFK! Daddy is about to win! It's a rank-up match!" Julian ignored her, but anger was brewing in his eyes. "So it comes back to me being close to Sarah?" "How many times do I have to explain? We have nothing going on. It's pure friendship!" "Right. Pure friendship. Friendship where you lick feet. Friendship where you cuddle. Friendship where you screw without a condom." I smiled mockingly. Julian snapped. He rushed over and pinned me to the sofa, his lips brushing my nose. "Jealous?" "It's just kissing, right? I'll compensate you." As he leaned in to kiss me, the image of him kissing Sarah's toes flashed in my mind. I shoved him away violently. "Don't touch me!" He hugged me tighter. "Stop pretending. Isn't this what you want?" "I know what you're mad about, but we're having a baby. Why compare yourself to that idiot?" Our intense argument was interrupted by Sarah's voice chat. "Son! Where the hell are you! They're at our base! Get online or Daddy disowns you!" Julian glanced at me. "She's breaking up with me. I'm the one whose base is getting stolen." "Just coax her! Women are so troublesome. You have one minute to log on!" The call ended. Julian immediately went back to the game. He brushed me off casually: "Be good, stop making a scene. Tomorrow I'll take you shopping. Buy whatever you want, hubby pays." In that moment, I didn't even have the energy to argue. That night, my stomach hurt badly. I called out softly for Julian. He didn't answer. The bathroom light was on. Laughter came from inside. Mixed with the sounds of the game battle, piercing my ears. I heard Sarah ask. "So you smoothed it over? Your combat power is skyrocketing! That's my son! Keep going, Daddy is hitting King rank tonight!" "Smooth what over? Just buy a few gifts to shut her up. Damn, how did you die again? Can you ping?" I didn't sleep all night. At dawn, Julian pulled me out of bed. "I promised to buy you gifts. I keep my word." "Good wifey, don't be mad anymore, okay?" I fought back the nausea in my throat and got in the car. The GPS voice had been changed to Sarah's custom pack. "Son, turn left ahead, then go straight." "Damn it, you didn't use your turn signal again! Take a hammer from Daddy!" Seeing my expression, he laughed it off: "I lost a bet last time. That bastard insisted on prankng me. I have to listen to it for a month. Just bear with it, it's almost over." At the mall, I spotted an Hermès bag I liked. I was about to pay for it myself when Julian rushed to the counter to pay. A familiar voice came from behind. "Hey, this bag is nice. Suits me." Julian came back from paying and bumped right into Sarah trying on the bag. He was beaming. "Changed your style? Not carrying your hiking backpack? So feminine, Daddy almost didn't recognize you." Sarah rolled her eyes. "What, charmed by Daddy? Get in line, there are 10,086 people ahead of you." I really didn't want to listen anymore, so I interrupted. "Miss Sarah, I was here first. It's already paid for." "But I like this bag too. Son, who gets it? You say." She tapped a threatening finger on Julian's chest. "Bros before hoes? Don't you dare choose sex over friendship!" 3 Julian burst out laughing. "It's yours. It's rare to see you buy a bag. When the son asks, how can Daddy refuse?" Sarah took the bag and left happily. My breath trembled. Sharp pain stabbed my abdomen. Julian quickly supported me. "Wifey, don't be mad. Sarah never buys bags. It's rare she likes something, just consider it a favor." "There are so many other styles in the store. Which one do you like? Pick again, hubby will buy it for you." But I didn't want things I couldn't have anymore. I forced a smile, swallowing the bitterness. "Julian, we need to talk." He immediately pulled out his phone to search for restaurants. "You said you wanted to try that place last time. It's good. I'll make a reservation. I'll accompany you tonight." "Heaven and Earth are big, but wifey is the biggest." But that night, I waited in the restaurant for three hours. He was late again. I got a text saying he had to work overtime, busy earning diaper money for the baby. Then, Sarah posted an update. A picture of that Hermès bag. "Son is filial to Daddy. I am very comforted! Treating Son to drinks tonight as thanks." The comments were all mutual friends. "Damn, isn't that the new limited edition? Two million? Julian is generous. Why doesn't he give me stuff?" "Sarah, watch out or Sister-in-law will come beat you up. She's not the generous type." "Don't mention it. Talking about Haley makes me mad. Last gathering she ruined the mood. Never drank so unhappily before! If Julian hadn't kicked her out, I would have made her kneel and apologize!" Sarah replied with a bomb emoji. "Can a bro be the same as a wife? You guys better not get married. Be careful you get stuck with a trouble magnet like Haley. Can't even come out for a drink." Julian didn't reply, but he liked Sarah's comment. My fingers trembled. The pain spread from my heart to my limbs. The waiter approached me for the eighth time. "Miss, the guests for the next reservation have arrived. Are you still... eating?" "No need. Throw it away for me." People who won't come aren't worth waiting for. Sincerity you have to beg for never belonged to me. When I rushed to the bar, the deafening music made my stomach cramp. I forced myself to endure the discomfort. I wanted to see. I wanted to see what kind of filth was hidden under the skin of the man I had loved for five years. Sometimes you have to see the betrayal with your own eyes to give up on a relationship. Outside the private room, through the glass, I saw Sarah had taken off her clothes. Only a lace bra hung loosely on her shoulders. Julian's friend teased: "Didn't know you were so stacked. You hide it well." "Screw you. Rabbits don't eat the grass near their burrow. You want to die? Believe it or not, I'll have my son beat you up!" The man laughed loudly. "Yes, yes, yes. You're Julian's grass, I wouldn't dare look. Last time someone hit on you, Julian almost broke his legs. I have the heart of a thief but no guts!" I remembered picking Julian up from the police station last time. He said he was being a good Samaritan, saving a stranger girl from harassment. It was Sarah. A bucket of ice water poured over me from head to toe. The jokes inside continued. The invincible Julian lost a game. Immediately, people started chanting: "Kiss! Kiss! Last time was only five minutes, not enough fun. Double it this time! No one stop them!" Another guy punched him. "Kissing is boring. These two have kissed enough. Change it!" "How about Julian takes off Sarah's bra with his mouth! Hahaha!" 4 Sarah blushed and threw a pillow at the guy's head. "Screw you! If you want to see, just say so!" Julian was instantly amused. "Oh, my son is shy? Come let Daddy take a picture for a souvenir. I'll show it at your wedding." "You're the one who's shy! Take it off then! Who's afraid of who! I'm afraid your mouth skills aren't good enough!" Julian raised an eyebrow, grinning wickedly. "You don't know if it's enough? Who was begging for mercy?" Amidst the jeering, Sarah lay on the sofa. Julian slowly approached. It was a front-clasp bra. Julian's lips grazed the curve several times. The jeering stopped. Everyone stared. Snap. The clasp popped open. Sarah panicked, quickly covering herself. Julian didn't expect it to be so fast either. He hurriedly used his jacket to cover her. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone holding up a phone, grinning. A look of anger I had never seen appeared on Julian's face. "You took a picture? Delete it!" The guy joked: "Come on, Julian. Just for fun. We're bros, don't you trust me?" "I said... delete it!" "Nope, nope. Hahahaha Sarah you're done for!" Amidst the laughter, no one expected Julian to throw a punch. By the time they reacted, the guy taking pictures was on the floor, head covered in blood. "Julian!" Sarah reached out to pull him back, forcefully hugging him. "Julian, don't be impulsive! Calm down!" Miraculously, Julian calmed down in her arms. "Sorry. I shouldn't have agreed to this game." "I don't blame you. Who let you be my son!" The joking words instantly relaxed the atmosphere. Before the ambulance arrived, I fled the bar. I had imagined him being ambiguous with Sarah. I thought I was prepared. But I never expected him to lose control like that for her. That moment of vicious indifference, I had never seen it. Even when we were deeply in love and I was bullied, he only said threateningly: "I called the police. Talk to my lawyer later." It turned out he wasn't naturally indifferent. It was just that the person who could make him break his rules wasn't me. I took a taxi to the hospital and got the abortion. Before the surgery, Julian texted me to pick him up from the police station. I didn't reply. I turned off my phone. It was two hours later when I came out. When I turned my phone on, 99+ messages popped up, all from Julian. "Why aren't you answering? I told you to come to the station. Can't you see the messages?" "What do you mean? What are you doing?" "Wifey, please, come get me. I just helped a little girl and got impulsive." Then a message came in his "Bros" group chat. "Julian, you lost. Sister-in-law didn't come. Twelve thousand dollars. Pay up." "Did Haley change her personality? Julian, you're losing favor!" Julian replied immediately. "Screw off. Haley must be busy, otherwise she wouldn't ignore me." Someone realized something and panicked: "Crap, you guys sent it to the wrong group! Haley is in this one!" From the moment he introduced me to his friends, Julian had pulled me into a group chat. The group was always silent. No one spoke. I suspected the group was fake. Until now. My guess was finally verified. My heart died completely. The messages were quickly recalled. Julian then called me. "Are you... busy?" "Didn't check your phone just now?" I replied with a "Mmhmm." Julian didn't send any more messages. Thinking we were breaking up, the wedding house wasn't needed anymore. I contacted an agent to sell the house, only to be told the deed had already been transferred to someone else's name. I skillfully opened Sarah's social media. She had updated, of course. The photo was the living room of my wedding house. The floor-to-ceiling windows, the rabbit dolls, the couple ornaments. Everything I had carefully chosen. Caption: "Compensation from Son to Daddy. Not bad. Satisfied. Forgiven this one time." Julian replied gently: "Glad you like it. Housewarming tonight. Invite everyone." Housewarming? How could there be no housewarming gift? I went back to the hospital, retrieved the unformed embryo, and put it in a gift box. I hired people to hang banners full of warm congratulations on the building. A neighbor lady asked me: "Miss, is there a happy event in your family?" I smiled and nodded. "Yes, Auntie. My husband gave our wedding house to his female friend. I'm helping them warm up the place." Her husband's eyes widened. He poked the aunt's arm. "See? I told you other wives aren't as petty as you. Learn from her!" The aunt slapped him and dragged him away by the ear. I stood downstairs, throwing red envelopes continuously. "Welcome everyone to come celebrate! Ten thousand dollars cash for everyone who comes!" I stroked my stomach gently. "Just accumulating good karma for the unborn child." In the blink of an eye, thousands of people surrounded me. When the door opened grandly, Julian had just lost a game and was being punished with a deep kiss with Sarah. Seeing me arrive, he hurriedly pushed her away. "Why are you here?" I shook the gift box in my hand. "Bringing you a housewarming gift." Behind me, gasps erupted. All the neighbors raised their phones and started taking pictures.
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