My Fiancée Preferred Her Male Friends, so I Left Her and Married Another Woman

“Oh, I won't bother you. So, you don't hurt my hair with your hairy hands! My husband is much better at serving people than you can! Right, hubby?”

Hubby? Anyone who looked at them would think Ludovico was the one who looked like her husband.

I avoided her and stood up sharply. “I'm busy now. I'm leaving first.”

She pulled on my wrist. Her face was a bit unhappy.

 “Give me some face, okay?”

“Face?” 

I laughed out coldly. “Bibiana, you're pregnant with your child. You packed your bags and lived in his house. And now you remember to ask me to give you a face? Did you ever consider my feelings when your family of three was having a good time?”

Ludovico laughed and pulled Bibiana away, winking at me. “Matthew, my personality is like this. I like to hang out with the girls, I'm used to being big-headed, don't take it personally.”

“She's staying here because she doesn't want to trouble you to take care of her and the baby. After all, you're also busy with work. I treat her as a brother. She also treats me as a sister. Nothing will happen, even if we sleep in the same bed. It’s just friendship.”

Saying that he suddenly hooked Bibiana's little finger and shook it.

“Why don't you just go back with Matthew? I also want to have an easy time. When the child is born, I will just be the daddy.”

As soon as the words fell, Bibiana suddenly covered her mouth and dry-heaved. Ludovico immediately rushed to bring the trash can and gently patted her back.

She vomited a few times and looked up at me angrily. “Matthew, what the hell do you want? Didn't we talk about this at home?”

My chest felt stuffy, so I turned around and walked out the door. As soon as I reached the elevator entrance, my wrist was suddenly grabbed fiercely.

Bibiana clasped my wrist hard. Her brows locked.

“I've already explained that Ludovico is my best friend! He just wants me to give birth to this child safely.”

“Think about it, if this was in ancient times, Ludovico would have to be responsible for me to the end and would have to marry me. You should be glad now that Ludovico didn't even want to marry me!”

“He is just an illegitimate son of the Pavoni family, but he's got more class than you. You are the eldest son of the Barkworth Family and the future heir to the Barkworth Family, do you only have this kind of tolerance?”

I lowered my head and glared at her, my voice unable to stop shaking, “Bibiana, do you think this is? You're still talking about ancient times? What does this have to do with class or tolerance?”

Tears welled up in my eyes as I bit my lip. “You are a top student in the Department of Finance and a famous investment consultant in Luxembourg, I can't say anything to argue with you.”

After a pause, I lowered my head and said in a frustrated tone, “Let's break up.”

Tears fell on my hand, one after another. Bibiana was obviously stunned. She released her hand that was holding me.

Bibiana said somewhat helplessly, “How about this, I'll take three days a week to be here at Ludovico's place and go home for the remaining four days, okay?”

Saying that she aggravated her tone. “Matthew, this is my last compromise. Don't push it too far!”

I took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the churning emotions and calmly said, “There's no need to be so troublesome. After the breakup, you can be with him every day, so don't waste your time on my side.”

She stared at me in the face and issued a final warning, “Are you sure?”

I turned my face away from her and raised my hand to press the elevator button. 

She suddenly sneered and pushed me violently, “Keep acting, see where it gets you!”

I was caught off guard and pushed back. My back slammed heavily against the wall and I let out a breath of cold air in pain. Bibiana glanced at me in disgust and turned around to walk back.

Ludovico stood in the doorway, deliberately raising his volume on purpose, “Bibiana, can't you talk nicely? A man is a little petty only when he really cares about you. You have to coax him and not yell at him. Do you understand, Sister?”