I Left My Husband After Getting Pregnant

Geff rarely frowned and narrowed his eyes a little.

“Tyara, come choose with me then. Geff must want to see what his wife looks like in a wedding dress, right?”

I was about to refuse, when a man carrying a design book walked over. I recognized him as Geff’s good friend, Logan Avery.

He did not see me sitting there and went straight to Geff. “Finally! It wasn’t easy, but you actually brought Mrs. Sincle along?”

My heart jumped hard. Even though I had been married to Geff for ten years, his friends always called me “Miss Varch”, not Mrs. Sincle. He told me it was out of respect.

I looked past Logan’s shoulder and met Geff’s eyes, wanting an explanation. But he quietly looked away. “Yeah. Let her choose.”

Elise took the design book and glanced at me. Then she smiled and sat down to look through it. Just like that, I was treated as if I did not exist.

Logan secretly poked Geff’s arm, a teasing look in his eyes. “I did not expect this. You even got Miss Varch pregnant?”

Geff was silent for a moment, then took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. “Why talk about her? Elise’s baby is the real one.”

Logan stopped him from lighting the cigarette. “Do not smoke here. Do you want to ruin all my wedding dresses?”

Then he looked at Elise who was choosing dresses. “Hey, back then when you fought with your first love and married Tyara out of anger, we even bet on whether it was real. The others trusted you so much, and you actually went through with it. It made me lose 1,5 thousand dollars for nothing.”

Geff gave a cold laugh. “Who told you to bet?”

He talked about me and Elise so casually with his close friend. I looked at him, the sadness in my heart would not go away.

After we got our marriage certificate, I wanted to talk to him about the wedding, but he left me at the City Hall.

Logan handed me an envelope and told me Geff was very busy, so he probably had no time to hold a wedding. The few friends who came today to witness the registration treated it as attending a wedding banquet, so they gave me the money as a “gift.”

I listened quietly, my hands trembling behind my back where no one could see. At some point, my eyes filled with tears. So that so-called “wedding gift money” was actually the punishment Logan and the others paid because they lost a bet.

I once naively believed that at least in the beginning, Geff loved me, and that his friends were also decent people. I never expected everything to be a game from the start, and I was the biggest joke in that game.

The next moment, Elise’s voice cut into the conversation. She smiled and held up the design book, pointing to a page. “Do you still have this one? I like this dress.”

Logan walked over and bent down. When he saw the design, he froze a little.

Elise noticed something was wrong. “What?”

“This…” Logan scratched his head and hesitated before speaking. “This was designed by Miss Varch…”

Suddenly I remembered, in the second year of my marriage, I secretly went to Logan and asked him to teach me how to draw designs. Then I personally drew a wedding dress design, and beside it was a suit I designed for Geff.

Every size was measured carefully.

I secretly took his old custom made suits and measured them one by one. But Geff never talked about having a wedding, so the design was slowly forgotten.

I looked at the now yellowed paper, my heart hurting so much I could not breathe.

Geff’s face changed slightly — something very rare.

“But this wedding dress was mistaken by my assistant as my new design, so it was made. If you want to try it, I can go get it for you…” As Logan spoke, he turned around and finally saw someone sitting behind him.

When he saw who it was, his eyes widened in shock and he opened his mouth. “Miss… Miss Varch?”