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

I couldn’t take the pain anymore and collapsed to the ground.

In my blurry state, I thought I saw an 18-year-old boy handing me sanitary pads, his eyes red from worry.

“I didn’t know which brand you used, so I bought all of them. You can pick what you like.”

The rain washed away the memory, leaving only my cold body behind. I didn’t know how much time had passed, but I heard familiar footsteps.

Benjamin’s voice was cold.

“Have you finished pretending? If so, stand up.”

“Amelia, look at yourself. What makes you different from a jealous woman now?”

“You should learn to control your temper. I’m doing this for your own good.”

Before walking away, he threw a blanket over me.

He hadn’t gotten far when I heard a sudden shout from a bodyguard.

“Mr. Renaldi, there’s blood on the blanket!”

Benjamin stopped and rushed back to me. He pulled the blanket off and his face turned pale.

“What are you all doing? Call a doctor now!”

“Can’t you see my wife isn’t well? Are you all blind?”

His voice faded and I lost consciousness completely. I couldn’t tell whether my body or my heart hurt more. Memories from the past flashed through my mind like a movie.

The last image was Michelle smiling proudly.

“Amelia, you lost.”

When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in someone's arms. Benjamin was holding me, his hand gently rubbing my lower abdomen. But his face looked cold and distant.

When he saw me awake, he frowned.

“Didn’t you know your period started? Why didn’t you tell me?”

“If I hadn’t noticed, were you planning to let yourself die in the rain?”

“Amelia, when will you stop being like this?”

I pushed him away and gave a small, cold smile.

“Does it really matter?”

Benjamin opened his mouth to speak, but the sound of a baby crying came from the nursery. His expression changed quickly. He stood up and got ready to leave. I smiled faintly.

“Benjamin, your acting is terrible. It makes me feel sick.”

He paused, but still walked out.

“I’ll talk to you after I calm the baby. I haven’t changed. You’re the one who has.”

Benjamin didn’t come back for two hours.

A doctor came to give me medicine and casually mentioned that Benjamin was busy choosing a new baby formula. He said Benjamin was comparing different brands and checking all the ingredients carefully. The doctor also mentioned he had never seen Mr. Renaldi so nervous about anyone before.

I laughed quietly. Because I had never seen it either. Luckily, Benjamin wasn’t around, so I started packing my things.

I threw away all the gifts he had given me. Only a few sets of clothes were left. As I got ready to call a taxi and leave, I passed by the nursery.

Then, I walked in. Perhaps, I had once imagined what a child between Benjamin and me would look like. Since I was leaving, I thought it would be okay to look once.

I leaned near the crib and gently poked the baby’s soft cheek. The baby had Benjamin’s exact eyes and eyebrows. Tears fell before I even noticed.

Suddenly, the baby started crying loudly and blood ran from his nose. I reached out to call for help.

At that moment, the door was kicked open.

Benjamin slapped me hard across the face. His expression was full of anger.

“I thought you had learned your lesson. These two children aren’t even a month old. How could you put drugs in their milk?”

“Amelia, when did you become so cruel? I barely recognize you anymore!”

“Get out! Don’t ever enter the nursery again without my permission!”

After those words, Michelle rushed in and knelt before me, begging with tears in her eyes. She asked me to let her child go. She said she was willing to die to say sorry.

When I saw the strange look in Benjamin’s eyes as he watched me, I felt frightened. All my explanations got stuck in my throat. The love I once felt was gone in an instant.

“Benjamin, don’t you believe me?” Michelle cried.

“How do you expect me to believe you? Amelia, please stop hurting my children. They did nothing wrong.”

I closed my eyes in despair. Then I smiled sadly and tears fell.

“Okay, as you wish.”

I picked up my luggage and walked away.

For seven days, Benjamin did not send a single message. In contrast, Michelle’s social media was full of new posts. She was traveling in Paris, the Maldives, Turkey and other places. He took her on every honeymoon trip we had once planned together.

On the morning of our wedding, Benjamin boarded the wedding car and drove to the hotel, just like before. But at the entrance, a security guard stopped him

“Do you have an invitation?” the guard asked.

Benjamin looked shocked.

“I am the groom. Why would I need an invitation?”

The guard looked at him strangely and pointed to a large wedding photo.

“The bride is Miss Amelia Williams and the groom is Mr. Charles Woods from Woods Corporation. What business is this to you? If you don’t have an invitation, leave. Don’t block the way!”

Benjamin’s face went pale.