I Got Married After His Ex-wife Got Pregnant

“Anyway, we haven’t got the marriage certificate yet and I didn’t take the oath at the wedding. It was a joke from beginning to end.”

He was obviously stunned for a moment and suddenly hugged me hard.

“Sacha, be good. Don’t make trouble. I know you care about the marriage certificate. We will go to get it in a few days, okay? Kate will not live here forever. She will move out when she finds a home. It will be at most two years. Believe me.”

He continued, “She is beautiful and has a good personality. There are many suitors. She won’t worry. I can’t find a new partner. But I have to help her check it out. She is too innocent and has a child. She is easily deceived…”

I interrupted him coldly, “Don’t look for it. You care about her so much and you are the biological father of the child. You are the best choice.”

He froze, let go of me suddenly and pulled a sarcastic smile from the corner of his mouth.

“Do you think I must have you? It was you who insisted on marrying me back then!”

I lowered my head and whispered, “Well, I deserve it.”

My marriage with him was arranged by Grandpa Marlon because my father saved his life on the operating table 20 years ago.

Although my father agreed as a joke, he never took it seriously.

He always said, “My baby daughter, of course you have to marry someone you like.”

But I fell in love with Curtis.

Three years ago, he went to the Zaford to study for a degree and got a marriage certificate with the gentle and stubborn poor little woman, Kate, in Hausas.

After learning the news, I immediately proposed to cancel the engagement.

But he knelt in front of me, begging with red eyes. “Sacha, I only love you. I have divorced her, please forgive me this time?”

At that time, I forgave him because I was soft-hearted. I deserved it!

“Curtis, it’s normal for Sacha to be young and ignorant. You should be more tolerant. Unlike me... I’ve long been used to wronging myself.”

Kate stood at the door dragging a suitcase, forced a smile and waved to us.

“I’m leaving first. Don’t send me off.”

“Get out of here!”

Curtis suddenly shouted, pushed me away and chased Kate.

My feet were empty and I fell heavily down the stairs.

The severe pain instantly swept through my body, my eyes went black and my limbs and head were in sharp pain.

But Curtis stepped directly over me without even a glance.

He hugged Kate from behind in panic, his voice trembling.

“Kate! You have no relatives in the country and where can you go with a baby? Are you trying to make me anxious to death?”

Kate wiped her tears stubbornly and forced a smile.

“I can take care of myself. If I can’t... there are so many men out there. There will always be someone willing to take care of us mother and son…”

“I won’t allow it!” Curtis interrupted her angrily, dragged her hand and walked back.

When passing by me, Kate pretended to care.

“Do you want to call a doctor for Sacha? She seems to be seriously injured.”

Curtis glanced coldly at me curled up on the ground and said indifferently, “No need. She is a doctor and can save herself.”

In the end, the housekeeper couldn’t bear it anymore and called the emergency number for me.

When I woke up, it was already the next day.

There was no one by the bed and there was a message from Curtis on the phone.

[I’m sorry, I thought you were pretending... I’ll accompany Kate for a prenatal checkup today and come to see you tomorrow.]

I called the housekeeper and asked him to help me send the necessary documents back to the Thompson Family.

I would never set foot in that place again.

The nurse came in with a CT scan, hesitant to speak.

“Doctor Thompson, a mild concussion requires hospitalization for observation. I heard that you got married yesterday, how could this happen?”