My Husband's Mistress is My Best Friend

The next day, I waited at the hospital from 7 a.m. to 2 p.m.

I registered again and again, but Dustin didn't show up.

In the past, every time I had a check-up, Dustin would take me to the hospital. Even if it was weekdays, he would ask for leave.

He knew better than me about many things to pay attention to about the examinations.

In his words, it was a blessing for me to be willing to give birth to a child for him.

If he couldn't share my burden, he would be too ashamed to say that he was my husband.

Disappointed, I took out my phone and dialed his number.

Nearly half an hour later, the call was connected.

Dustin's voice was rough as he gasped for breath. "Angelica, I was busy just now. What's the matter?"

I asked expressionlessly, "Have you forgotten what day it is today?"

Dustin was yet to come to his senses when he grunted.

"I'm sorry, Angelica. I'm so busy today that I forgot. Please hold on. I'll be back tonight."

He seemed very anxious. Before I could reply, he hung up the call.

My heart suddenly lurched, and I felt a sharp pain as if needles had pricked it.

I sat in the corridor of the hospital for a long time until the tears at the corners of my eyes dried up. There was not a single drop left.

My phone suddenly rang.

It was Heather's profile picture, a kitten.

I didn't remember when she friended me. We hadn't chatted for a long time since we fell out.

She sent me a link and provocatively told me that she would snatch everything that belonged to me, including Dustin.

"He doesn't love you anymore. He doesn't say it because you're pregnant with his child. Do you think he'll still care about you when I have his child? You should know when to give up."

I clicked on the link that Heather had sent me. It was a post sent by Dustin using his alt account.

"My wife is pregnant. What should I do if I take a fancy to her best friend?"

It could be seen that he was anxious.

A group of his good friends gave him advice in the comment area, and some people said that he was a jerk.

Dustin replied to a comment.

He said that he loved me very much since young. We had always been on good terms. We could be said to be an exemplary couple.

"But a person couldn't fall in love with only one person in his life. You can say that I am not dedicated, but I'm not a jerk."

"What's more, my wife's best friend is skillful in sex. She wears a dress all day long around me. No man can resist her charm."

Someone asked him if he was afraid that I would divorce him if I found out.

His answer was "My wife is pregnant with my child. She won't leave me".

What a firm tone.

In an instant, anger and unwillingness burned in my veins like lava. I felt repressed and painful every time I breathed.

As expected of the man who had been with me for many years.

He knew me very well.

He knew that I wanted to have a home, so I wouldn't leave him.

When I got home, Dustin took the bag from my hand as if nothing had happened and carefully helped me to the dining table.

"Honey, are you hungry? Have a rest. I'll make your favorite dish."

As soon as he finished speaking, he gently kissed between my eyebrows and rubbed my hair.

I looked at his back in confusion and felt that it was a little unreal as if everything I had experienced today was fake.

He was still the husband who loved me.

But I knew very well that my husband was with another woman during my check-up.

Dingdong.

Dustin's phone screen lit up.

I saw Heather's profile picture pop up. The label Dustin gave her was "Wild Kitten".

I clicked on it and found that they had befriended each other before I was pregnant. It had been a year since then.

I flipped through the chat history between him and Heather with trembling hands.

It was as expected.

Dustin was prepared for this. Only today's chat was left.

Heather kept sending him messages.

"Will you come to me tonight?"

"I've received the collar you bought for the cat last time. I took a picture. Do you like it?"

Then, Heather sent a photo, which was shockingly obscene.

Seeing that Dustin didn't reply to her, she sent a voice message. "When are you divorcing that old woman? If you like children so much, I can give birth to a child for you..."

"Don't tell me you can't bear to part with her. Didn't you say that Angelica is like a piece of meat when it comes to sex? You feel sick when you see her and have no interest in her at all."

I covered my mouth in disbelief. Tears rolled down my cheeks and fell on the phone screen.

"Angelica, bring me my phone. I have to see if Mr. Brown has sent me today's business plan."

I quickly wiped away the tears on my face and set the message as unread.

Dustin didn't notice anything wrong with me. As he took the phone, he gently kissed me on the cheek.

"Thank you, honey."

I couldn't help but push him away.

I rushed into the bathroom and lay in front of the toilet in embarrassment, vomiting the stomach acid that seemed to be endless.

Because I vomited so hard, I couldn't help but burst into tears.

It was truly disgusting.

When I thought of how he had kissed another woman, my stomach churned and I felt extremely disgusted.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands patted my back.

I turned my head and saw that Dustin was standing behind me. His heart ached so much that he burst into tears.

"Honey, are you feeling bad?"

"Good girl, if you deliver this child, we will never have another one..."

He held my face and gently wiped the corner of my mouth. "It must be hard for you, honey. How I wish I could bear all this for you."

Sensing the distress in his eyes, I couldn't help sneering in my heart. I slapped his hand off and said with a poker face, "Can you explain why there is a woman's lipstick mark on your collar?"

Dustin's pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously raised his hand to pull at his collar.

But in the next second, he raised his hand to touch my face and joked, "Honey, it's not funny at all. I loved you so much. How could I betray you?"

I looked at him and found that his expression was so serious, just like the day we got married when he swore to me with red eyes.

He knelt on one knee in front of me, holding a ring in his hand, and said word by word, "I swear that I will only love Angelica in my life. If I let her down, I will swallow 10,000 needles to punish myself."

Although it was not a grand wedding as described in the novels, fireworks lit up half of the sky.

Dustin, you said that if you betrayed me, you'd have to eat 10,000 needles.

The feeling of pregnancy made me feel very painful.

I couldn't stop losing my hair and vomiting stomach acid. I could only watch my slim waist turn fat.

I didn't like children, but because of Dustin, I was willing to endure the pain of losing my perfect shape and giving birth to a child for him.

What about him?

On the one hand, he cooked for me, swore that he would spoil me and my child, and made us the happiest people in the world. On the other hand, he couldn't suppress his loneliness and sexted with Heather.

I was so angry that my whole body trembled. I slapped him hard, grabbed the phone next to me, and threw it at his hypocritical face.