1 When my bestie Lexi got pregnant, she decided she wanted to keep the baby but ditch the dad. She made me register a burner account to pose as her secret lover and text her husband a picture of a positive pregnancy test: [Your wife is carrying my child. Divorce her.] But my hand slipped. I sent it to my husband—our marriage was purely a business merger, by the way. Just as I was about to hit "unsend," I saw the comments scrolling across my vision like a Twitch chat. [The villainess thinks sending this by mistake will make the Hero jealous? She’s literally digging her own grave.] [Testing the Hero with her best friend’s pregnancy test? Aside from humiliating herself, what’s the point?] [Forget being pregnant with someone else's kid—even if this side-chick had ten male strippers in the living room, the Hero wouldn't even blink!] [He only married the villainess for the family merger. The Hero will always love the scholarship girl, the true Heroine!] [The Heroine is about to return from overseas! The villainess is gonna be crying and begging not to get divorced in five minutes!] I stared at the floating text, lost in thought. I casually opened an app and clicked on a $500 "VIP Wellness Package." If that’s the case... I might as well order ten male models to go with it. The day Lexi found out she was pregnant, she grabbed my hand and sobbed. "I want to divorce him. He said he doesn't like kids, and he's still shady with his childhood sweetheart." "But he refuses to sign the papers. You have to pretend to be my side-piece and text him. Make him think I’m cheating so he’ll let me go!" Lexi flew overseas to clear her head. I pulled out my dusty burner phone and fired off the text intended for her husband. Me: [My baby is carrying my child. Divorce her!] Attachment: [Photo of positive pregnancy test.] I was nervous. It was my first time pulling a stunt like this. Lexi’s husband is a notorious hothead CEO in our circle. Rumor has it he hates liars. I got a reply almost instantly: [?] Me: [Can't you read English? She's pregnant with my kid. We've been together for over a year. Be smart and sign the papers.] He replied instantly: [No divorce.] Me: [Fine, enjoy raising another man's kid then.] I waited half an hour, but there was no further reply. I forwarded the screenshots to Lexi and headed home from work. As soon as I walked in and flipped on the lights, I nearly jumped out of my skin. Hayes was sitting on the sofa in total silence, his long legs crossed, his expression dark. Those pitch-black eyes swept over me, his thin lips pressed into a tight line. Something was wrong. Seriously wrong. In the year Hayes and I had been married, he never came home before midnight. It was only 6:00 PM. What was he doing here? I opened my mouth to ask. But then, the comments started scrolling past my eyes again. [Is the villainess satisfied now? Using a fake pregnancy test to test Hayes? And pretending it was a wrong number? Does she really think the Hero cares?] [Aside from embarrassing herself, what did that accomplish?] [It accomplished something, lol. Now her reputation is cemented as a total slut!] Villainess? I'm the villainess? I sent the pregnancy test to the Hero... Hayes? Horrified, I whipped out my phone to check. That’s when I realized I had sent the text to Hayes. Panic set in. My hands shook as I texted Lexi: [Girl, I am dead meat. I didn't send that text to your husband. I sent it to MINE!] "Who are you texting?" Hayes’ gloomy voice drilled into my ears. I took a deep breath. Watching his tall frame rise from the sofa, I was trembling. But I feigned indifference. "No one. Didn't we agree when we got married not to interfere in each other's private lives?" "I'm going to take a shower." The moment I closed the bedroom door, I felt like I’d survived a near-death experience. I texted Lexi again: [I’ve decided to divorce him too. Let’s find a place to raise the baby together. You be the mom, I’ll be the dad.] Immediately, the comments started scrolling again. [This villainess is so boring. Honestly, even if she did have ten male models, the Hero wouldn't care.] [He only married her for the business alliance. He's still in love with the poor scholarship student, the Heroine!] [Bella is coming back to the US. The villainess is about to beg him not to leave her!] According to the comments, Hayes had been sponsoring the Heroine, Bella, since middle school. He spent millions on her education until she went abroad. But because this is a "Girlboss" novel, Bella wanted to be an independent woman. She went overseas to study and told Hayes not to be a simp and wait for her. One year ago, I got drunk and stumbled into Hayes' hotel room. The next morning, the elders from both our families were banging on the door. Seeing the messy sheets, Hayes' grandfather locked down the marriage immediately. [The villainess claims she walked into the wrong room drunk. LMAO. She totally set him up.] [Look at her acting innocent. She got what she wanted, forcing the Hero to marry her in front of everyone.] [That’s why the Hero hates coming home early.] [The villainess doesn't know, but the Hero’s abs are reserved for the Heroine's eyes and hands only!] I watched the text float by. I thought about how Hayes avoided me like the plague. If I got close, he’d frown and take three steps back. Since the wedding, aside from that night at the hotel... and that one time two months ago when I got drunk again... Unfortunately, I had no memory of either event. I could only fantasize about his abs in the dead of night based on blurry memories. Thinking about it made me bold. I opened a local service app. I bought the $500 VIP massage package. Then I ordered ten male escorts. It’s just abs. Whatever. Who doesn't have them? 2 I finished my shower. Did my makeup. Put on a leather skirt, black stockings, and tied my hair in twin tails. Just as I pulled on my boots, my stomach lurched. I felt dizzy. Was I just too excited about the ten guys? Did the adrenaline cut off oxygen to my brain? I leaned against the wall. The comments appeared again. [Here she goes again. Faking morning sickness. So fake. She sees the Hero is home and just wants to throw herself at him.] [Ahhhh dammit, the Hero is actually walking over. The villainess is gonna seize the chance.] I struggled to lift my head. I saw Hayes walking toward me. He looked down at me from his height. "You okay?" "I'm... fine." I covered my mouth, fighting the nausea, trying to dodge past him. But the dizziness hit hard. I blindly reached out, grabbing his tie, my hand landing on his abs. [I told you she was up to no good!] [Why is she grabbing his tie? That is such a blatant move.] [She’s touching his abs! Wait, why is her hand going lower? Is this premium content??] [She is such a faker! The Hero belongs to the Heroine!] The comments scrolled faster and faster. I gripped Hayes’ pants tightly. And then I blacked out. When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. Hayes was sitting beside me, looking grim. The doctor, however, was beaming at me. "Mrs. He, you're nine weeks pregnant. You need to rest more." "If Old Man He finds out, he'll be smiling ear to ear!" My jaw dropped. Pregnant? Am I pregnant? "Mrs. He, you look pale. Is something else wrong?" The doctor frowned and looked at Hayes. "Mr. He, your wife needs nutrition. You can't just focus on work." I glanced at Hayes. He was staring right at me. Our eyes met, and I felt guilty. That time two months ago... One shot, one kill? [The villainess is pregnant with the Hero's kid? What about the Heroine's baby? She's flying back tonight!] [Don't worry guys. She's pregnant with the Hero's kid, but in the Hero's eyes, that’s the "wild man's" baby from the text!] [Classic. The villainess played herself. Even if she confesses now, the Hero won't believe her.] [She walked right into the line of fire to pave the way for the Heroine.] [It’s karma. A child conceived by drunk entrapment is just a bastard anyway.] Despair washed over me. Hayes didn't say a word. The atmosphere in the room was suffocating. Until the doctor suggested calling Hayes' grandfather. Hayes spoke slowly. "It's only nine weeks. It's not stable. Don't tell Grandpa yet." [Hahaha, the Hero said it's not stable. Sounds like he wants to handle it himself.] [The Hero hates anyone touching him except the Heroine. Now the villainess is pregnant? She's done for.] [Obviously. A woman who cuckolds the Hero will meet a terrible end.] [Does the villainess know the Hero is a total yandere? He likes keeping things in his basement... pools and plants... meant to lock her up and punish her.] 3 On the way home, I was a nervous wreck. I texted my bestie: [Lexi, I’m in deep trouble! Where are you? I'm coming to find you. Turn your phone on!!!] I sent message after message. I also Googled escape routes out of the country. As soon as Hayes’ car stopped at the villa, I jumped out without looking back, ran upstairs, opened my laptop, and started researching divorce procedures. After an hour of frantic research, Lexi finally called back. Her voice was raspy. "Harper, what kind of trouble?" I told her everything that had happened over the last two days. "I'm an architect, for God's sake. After the divorce, we’ll go abroad. I’ll work hard to support you and the baby." Lexi and I run in the same circles. We hated each other as kids. But in high school, when my family was on the verge of bankruptcy and I was being bullied, Lexi stood up for me. We’ve been inseparable ever since. "But... are you just going to give up on Hayes?" Lexi asked carefully. The comments rolled by. [The villainess is so stubborn. She loves the Hero to death but acts all high and mighty. Can she do anything besides fake it?] [She’s liked the Hero since high school. How could she give up so easily?] I gripped my phone tightly. My lips trembled. I like Hayes. I really like him. The summer of our senior year, the class monitor pushed me into a drainage ditch. He sneered, "I used to chase you because your family had money, and you acted so stuck up. Now you’re just a broke dog. You dare reject me?" He tried to force me to be his girlfriend, threatening to leave me to rot in the ditch if I refused. Hayes showed up just in time. He fished me out, soaking wet and smelling of sewage. He didn't cringe at the stench. He went with me to the police. He demanded the bully apologize to me in front of the whole school. When I was at my most helpless and depressed, he appeared like a beam of light. I fell for him instantly. "We slept together. I got what I wanted." I forced a smile. "But I love you best, babe. Being with you makes me happy. We'll run away together, take the kid to the grocery store... it'll be awesome!" I got more agitated as I spoke. "Unlike Hayes. I never even see him. Handsome face, nice body—useless if he’s never there." I let out a cold laugh. "Twice in a whole year. Looked good, didn't work good! I'm divorcing him immediately!" Crash. Something shattered behind me. I turned around. Hayes was standing in the doorway. A bowl of chicken soup lay smashed on the floor. Glass shards and golden broth were splattered everywhere, staining his expensive suit. "Hello? Harper? Why did you stop talking? What happened? Is it Hayes? Did he hit you? I'm coming back right now!" Lexi sounded panicked on the phone. My heart raced. "I'm fine. Don't come." I hung up quickly and shoved the phone in my pocket. Hayes remained in the doorway, frozen in the same posture. His thin lips curled into a dangerous smirk. "You want a divorce? "Don't even dream about it." I could hear his teeth grinding. He turned and called down to the housekeeper. "The master bedroom is dirty. Clean it up." The housekeeper looked heartbroken at the spilled soup. "Oh my goodness, Sir, how could you be so careless? You simmered that soup for an hour! Was it too hot? "I told you I would bring it up, but you insisted on doing it yourself. Such a waste of your effort! Look, your hand is blistered." The housekeeper's rambling snapped me out of my trance. Hayes made the soup himself? [He made soup? The Hero is interesting. Probably wanted to slip some abortion pills in there, right?] [Hahaha, "The master bedroom is dirty." That is such a burn on the villainess!] [The villainess should just leave sensibly. Don't ruin the Hero's night picking up the Heroine!] I trembled as I read the comments. The next second, Hayes got a call. His tone returned to normal. "Okay, I'll be right there." He hung up and glanced at me. As he turned to leave, my anger flared. I stepped over the broken glass and blocked his path. "Did I say you could leave? Since you heard everything... "The divorce agreement is being drafted. Sign it, then you can go." 4 The housekeeper’s eyes went wide. She swept up the last shard and practically bolted from the room, closing the door behind her. "Why?" "Because you managed twice in a year." I mimicked the tone of a wicked novel villainess and sneered. "Other men do more than that in a single night." [...What is she doing? Provoking him? Does she actually want a divorce?] [LMAO, she's talking trash just to make him mad so he won't go pick up Bella!] [Trying to make our Heroine wait at the airport all night? Such a toxic villainess!] [She just wants more intimacy! Hero, don't fall for it!] [Wait... why is the Hero taking his clothes off???] Hayes threw his soup-stained jacket on the floor. His knuckles white, he undid the top two buttons of his shirt. He stepped toward me. "If that's the reason..." He looked up, grabbing my wrist. "I can fix that." 8:00 PM. I hadn't been drinking this time. Neither had Hayes. Veins popped on his forehead. His hands braced on either side of me, his breath scorching hot. "Harper Hu." He said my full name. Kisses rained down on me. [What is happening? What kind of weak Hero is this? One provocation and he folds?] [Relax guys. I bet a dollar he won't go all the way. Men get heated, but his heart belongs to Bella! He'll stop.] [Possibility: Since the baby is nine weeks, maybe he wants to... get rid of it naturally.] [True! No man wants to be divorced. If anyone is leaving, the Hero does the dumping.] My palms were sweating. My hand drifted toward his abs. The moment I touched him, Hayes groaned. And sure enough, he stopped. Arrow on the string, but he didn't fire. "I have something to do tonight. Be good and don't provoke me. I'll pretend I didn't hear what you said earlier." He frowned, an unreadable emotion flashing through his eyes before disappearing. So... Even in this situation, Hayes could slam on the brakes. Instant cooldown. His phone rang again. A woman's voice came through: "Hayes, I've been waiting at the airport for an hour. Are you coming? How much longer do I have to wait?" I recognized the voice. It was Bella, the Heroine. "On my way." Hayes put his phone away, glanced at my suitcase, and ordered the butler: "Until I return, no one leaves this house." It was pouring rain outside. Hayes rushed off. I watched his back, my heart sour. The comments were scrolling furiously: [LOL, the Hero cooled off. Told you he had no interest in the villainess.] [The villainess only got in because of her family status. If our Bella came from money, the villainess wouldn't stand a chance.] [Don't worry, the Hero is only interested in Bella! He's rushing over there to get some real action!] I met Bella in freshman year. She was Hayes’ junior in college. She was different from us. She came from a rural village and worked incredibly hard. Every step Bella took was solid. Top of her class every year. Full scholarship, yet she still worked part-time. Brilliant and focused. plenty of guys chased her, but she only had eyes for Hayes. She said more than once in front of her suitors, "You know Hayes? He's my standard." The rumors about Bella and Hayes were everywhere on campus. [Bella got into Ivy League for Hayes, didn't you know? Hayes has sponsored her since middle school. They are super close.] I secretly investigated Bella. I learned that due to a family feud in the He Group, Hayes’ father had failed, and Hayes was exiled to a remote mountain town during middle school. They called it "character building." In reality, they wanted to make sure his family never recovered. That’s where Hayes met Bella. The comments said they saved each other. They met at their lowest points. So the first thing Hayes did when he reclaimed his power was sponsor Bella. In college, they worked on patents together. Co-authored papers. Until Bella went abroad. Hayes’ heart seemed to die. He did nothing but study and run lab experiments. Focusing on his career. His heart died. And mine died with it. I hated the idea of being the "other woman." So I started online dating. Looking at random guys' abs. I never expected that after graduation, I'd get drunk, mistake Hayes for... well, Hayes, and accidentally sleep with him. My phone screen lit up. Hayes sent a message to my burner account: [One million. Is that enough?]
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