My Best Friend Wants to Borrow My Husband for Marriage

Samuel and Starla leaned into each other, looking like they were the real couple. I let out a cold laugh.

"Starla, if I remember correctly, Samuel is my husband."

Samuel froze, immediately pulling his hand away from Starla's, his expression somewhat evasive.

"Starla is just concerned about me, that's all. Cass, why are you so sensitive lately?"

All I did was ask a single question and he already called me aggressive.

Looking at my husband of five years, I felt nothing but cold disappointment.

Samuel and I were college sweethearts, dating for four years before we got married one year ago. Samuel's family background wasn't ideal and to be with him, I went as far as breaking ties with my parents just to marry him.

Thankfully, he's been nothing but devoted to me since we got married.

If only I hadn’t found that marriage certificate.

“Sammy, I’m fine, really! Let me disinfect your wound first!” Starla looked at Samuel with a wounded expression, then easily located the first-aid kit in my home and pulled out a bottle of antiseptic to treat Samuel’s injury.

“That antiseptic’s from two years ago...”

I suddenly remembered that it was expired and was about to step forward to warn Samuel. But before I could even touch Starla, she suddenly stepped back.

“Ah!”

Starla let out a shriek, stumbling backward and hitting her back against a chair. Then, clutching her stomach, she looked at me with a pained expression.

“Cass, I was just trying to clean Sammy’s wound. Why did you push me?” 

With that, she looked up at Samuel with eyes full of feigned innocence and hurt.

“Sammy, my stomach hurts so much! I think I may have disturbed the baby,” Starla whimpered.

Samuel immediately scooped her up in his arms, his face twisted with worry and shot me a furious glare.

“Cassey, I never thought you could be this kind of person. If anything happens to Starla or the baby, I won’t forgive you.”

With that, Samuel rushed out with Starla in his arms. As he passed me, he rammed his shoulder into mine, almost knocking me off balance.

I watched them disappear down the hallway, then picked up my phone and called a friend.

“I need you to investigate someone for me.”

After Samuel left, I went straight to the market, bought a few hidden cameras and installed some around my house. I then headed over to Starla’s apartment.

The place she was staying in was actually an apartment unit I bought before I got married.

After she became pregnant, she tearfully confided in me that her prenatal checkups were so expensive. I felt sorry for her, so I let her move into my apartment.

However, the apartment I live in now was officially owned by both Samuel and me. I paid three hundred thousand dollars for the down payment, while Samuel contributed only seven thousand five hundred dollars. Still, the property ownership was split evenly between us.

After the installation was done, I sat quietly at home, just staring at my phone screen.

Until Samuel walked into the apartment, supporting Starla as they entered.

The moment they stepped inside, Starla threw herself into Samuel’s arms and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“We’ve already got our marriage certificate. Now we’re truly, legally married. How long are you planning to keep hiding this from that fool Cassey?” she demanded.

Samuel stroked Starla’s belly, his eyes full of anticipation. “Just a little longer. You know Cassey’s family owns a business and she’s their only child. Everything they have will eventually belong to her. As long as I keep her happy, it’ll all be in my hands, won’t it?”

Starla seemed displeased. “What about me and the baby? Don’t forget, I’m carrying your child. You don’t plan on keeping me and our child in the shadows forever, do you?”