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

Bibiana naturally put her arm on his shoulder. “Let him be, he is thick-skinned. You are not unaware that when he was chasing me for three years, I couldn't drive him away no matter how cold my face was. And how I scolded him. He just likes to be abused.”

As he said that, he pinched his arm and raised the corner of his mouth. “Men are so much trouble, but sisters are better.”

Ludovico immediately made a show of straightening his chest muscles. “I hate it, I'm obviously a guy, otherwise how can I let you get pregnant and carry a baby well.”

Bibiana said, “Huh!”

She deliberately put her hand on his neck. “Do you have an Adam's apple? You're still a man!”

The two of them laughed and joked and closed the door with a “bang”.

The world seemed to have been silent, leaving only the sound of his rapid heartbeat, each of which was like a heavy hammer hitting the chest. My whole body was shaking.

The elevator finally arrived. I panicked and pressed the door close button. The door slowly closed, but the elevator did not start.

At that moment, Bibiana's mom, Tabitha Maccarthy, called suddenly.

“Matthew, I know all about Bibianan and Ludovico. It's true that Bibiana was indeed wrong in this matter and I've already scolded her severely. Don't take it too personally. There's no such thing as a married couple that doesn't have its ups and downs. Some things should be let go, as long as she still has you in her heart, this day can still be lived.”

“Ludovico also said to me that he will not separate you. When the child is born, you don't have to worry about it. I as a grandma will help take care of it. You just pretend that nothing happened.”

I pursued my dry lips, “Auntie, it's better to forget it.”

Seeing that I did not listen to her kind words, her tone immediately changed and said, “Why are you such a deadbeat kid? Although you have a low education level and are only an undergraduate, you are far behind our Bibiana, but you should understand the basic principles, right?”

“She made one mistake and confessed it to you. Why do you want to kill her with one stick? Don't you feel tired of being so stubborn?”

I clutched my cell phone. My knuckles are turning white. 

“Auntie, I'm not stubborn. Since you have always disliked my low education level and my family is in business, I am barely good enough for your daughter. Now I’m stepping aside, your daughter deserves better.”

Without waiting for her to respond, I directly hung up the phone. The Boscardin family was full of leaders in the education field.

Every time there was a family gathering, the elders would always pretend to be concerned and ask, “What is Matthew's education? Which university did he graduate from? What’s his major?”

After I told them the name of the school, they exchanged glances, shook their heads and sighed. “This school will probably lower the average education level of our Boscardin Family. It's also good that the child's IQ is mainly inherited from the mother, otherwise, our Boscardin Family will have a hard time in the future!”

And Bibiana just sat on the side, with a smile at the corner of her mouth, never saying half a word to me. She also disliked me.

I remember the first time I confessed to her, she looked at me with contempt. “Matthew, my boyfriend should at least score 700 points or more on the college entrance exam. Your score is just above the undergraduate line, right?”

Later she reluctantly accepted me, probably only because I stalked her for three whole years.

In the elevator, I slid down the cold wall and sat on the floor. My breathing was becoming more and more rapid.

I didn't know how long it took, but the elevator finally started to go down. The moment the doors opened, a slender figure stood against the light.

I couldn't see her expression, but I knew she must be frowning, just like every time she saw me being wronged. She raised her hand and gently wiped away the tear tracks on my face with her fingertips and then hugged me.

“Matthew, don't ever get yourself into a state like that again.”

The strong smell of alcohol hit my face. How much alcohol had she filled up? This person who had never been gentle and elegant had just burst into a foul on the phone.