My husband's Girlfriend Is Pregnant

By now, these people had become exceptionally audacious, rummaging through my house.

My home was in shambles.

Delia's phone was practically in my face.

"Guys, remember this woman, this is the fate of the mistress!"

Her voice was unnaturally loud, and the barrage was filled with vulgar language.

I closed my eyes tightly, no longer willing to argue with these people.

From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time I had encountered such a thing.

What made it most difficult for me to accept was Marc's betrayal.

"You slut, still pretending to be innocent?"

Seeing me with my eyes shut tight, Delia suddenly got angry and slapped me hard across the face, swelling it up.

"You say you're Marc's wife. Do you have a marriage certificate?" I asked defiantly.

A hint of panic flashed in Delia's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "Of course, we do."

"You slut, you still wouldn't repent!"

Delia's mother rushed forward, attempting to tear at my clothes.

Just then, the front door of my house was suddenly pushed open, and a group of people hurried in.

"Ms. Park, the security of our community spotted a group entering your house and came immediately!"

The security manager quickly approached me.

Their arrival eased my tension.

I lived in an upscale community with good security. Early in the morning, such a group rushing into my house naturally raised alarms. But they were a step late upon arrival.

Looking at the vandalized villa, the security manager asked me, "Ms. Park, do you need us to call the police for you?"

"Yes!" I nodded.

Now that the security guards had arrived, I managed to break free from the middle-aged women surrounding me. I looked at the security manager and said, "Please call the police for me. These people broke into my home, robbed me, and destroyed jewelry worth tens of millions!"

Upon hearing my words, the surrounding security guards looked warily at the group of middle-aged women.

If the value amounted to tens of millions, it would be a major case.

Moreover, it happened in our community. Poorly handled, it would cause a lot of trouble for the property management.

"Understood!"

The property security nodded and quickly made the call.

Marc finally arrived, albeit belatedly.

"Honey, this slut wants to sue us!"

Delia was being restrained by a group of security guards. When she saw Marc, her face lit up with surprise.

Her voice was loud as she shouted at Marc.

But Marc's face turned pale.

He hurried to Delia and slapped her across the face.

This slap left Delia stunned.

Then he walked up to me, anxiously asking, "Honey, are you alright?"

He nervously looked at me.

I looked back coldly.

Feeling my gaze, Marc panicked.

We had been married for years, and he could tell how angry I was.

He dropped to his knees and explained, "Honey, I was wrong. It was this woman who seduced me.

"I swear, it won't happen again!"

His words stunned both Delia and the middle-aged women behind her.

The barrage on the phone screens went into a frenzy.