My Fiancee Cheated on Me Three Times, So I Married His Rival and Made Him Go Crazy

"Who else do you think I would marry if I don’t marry you? A wedding is not a joke! The entire city of London knows that our two families are going to be joined by marriage. How can you ask me to let the Renaldi Family lose face like this?"

"Amelia, I know you're upset, but do you think I'm happy? Do you think I wanted to sleep with another woman? If I hadn’t been set up, how would I suddenly end up with two children?"

"You know me. I never go to events where there are many women, even for work. What happened with Michelle was a real accident. How many times do I have to explain it?"

"I already took her private photos and released the video. I’ve tried everything I can to make it up to you. What else do you want me to do … give my life to prove my love?"

His voice grew more tired as he continued.

"I’m already exhausted. I don’t want my fiancée to keep going against me. Don’t worry, the two children will only be registered under your name. Michelle will just be the nanny and the one who takes care of them at home."

My tears fell and a bitter smile appeared on my face.

"So you mean I should raise your illegitimate children as my own? And not only that, but also live in the same house as your lover every day?"

"Sorry. I’m really not that kind of person."

After a pause, he shouted, "Fine! Remember what you said. Don’t come crying later. If you’re brave enough to walk away, then go!"

"Do you think any man out there is perfect? I’ve already given you Michelle and the children. I’ve done all I can. If you can accept it, we’ll get married. But if you can’t, then leave! I don’t care anymore!"

He hung up. Only the glowing screen of my phone stayed on, still showing our engagement photo as the lock screen.

The memories from the photo shoot came flooding back. I remembered how he knelt in front of me, his eyes full of love and promised to always stay loyal. But that love only lasted a year. Tears dropped onto the screen and my hands trembled as I called my parents.

"I’m sorry. I wanted to end the engagement with Benjamin."

They sighed. It was clear they had heard about Michelle being pregnant.

"If you want to end the engagement, do it. Our daughter will not suffer through this!"

"Even if you never get married, you’ll always be our little princess!"

After hearing that, I laughed with tears in my eyes. My nose was running like a child’s.

"Daddy, there's no need to cancel the wedding. I’m just changing the groom."

"You know Charles."

My mother sounded shocked and raised her voice slightly.

"Charles Woods? Isn’t he the one who hates the Renaldi Family the most? I heard they almost had a fight over a business deal and the Renaldi Family lost hundreds of millions pounds to it!"

I smiled and wiped my face.

"Yes. He did it because of me. So I’m willing to take another chance."

Late that night, I got a friend request on social media. The profile picture was of Michelle and Benjamin looking close.

I remembered how Benjamin once told me he didn’t like using real photos as his profile picture. Now I realized it wasn’t that he disliked real photos. Rather, he just didn’t like showing pictures of us.

I accepted the request. A message from Michelle came in right away. It was a photo. Benjamin was sleeping on a hospital bed. The two baby cribs were in the background. She followed it with a playful face emoji.

[I’m sorry, Miss Williams. Mr. Renaldi insisted on staying with me. The hospital room isn’t very nice, but he refuses to leave, no matter how much I try to talk him into it.]

[We’re going to be a family soon. I thought I’d add you on here to stay in touch. If you ever need anything, feel free to message me directly.]

I didn’t reply. My heart felt heavy. Two years ago, I had health problems and would faint every time I had my period. No matter what time it was, as long as I messaged him, Benjamin would rush to take me to the hospital.