My Husband's First Love Claims to be Pregnant with His Child

Within a few days, I received a message about the wedding he and Sandra were hosting.

Alright! He dared to post to me. Xavier thought I didn't dare to go, but I insisted on going.

I dressed up for his wedding and prepared to give him an important and unforgettable gift.

I sat at the main table with aplomb and walked around the room to toast the guests. If they didn't know the detail, they would think Xavier and I were married again.

As he saw how rude and arrogant I was, he began to doubt his own judgment.

After all, when I was with him, the personality I displayed was deliberately trying to be closer to his ideal spouse.

I was gentle and virtuous.

Only when Xavier was absent could I return to my free and unrestrained self.

Sandra was wearing an exquisite wedding dress. She saw me shining in her own territory, and a hint of resentment flashed across her face.

She pretended to fiercely clench her fists, but in reality, she coquettishly pounded on Xavier's chest. "Honey, look at that woman. Why is she so vulgar and impolite?"

He sent the post to me on his own initiative. I didn't cause any trouble or attack them, so what could they do to me?

Sandra was so angry that she hooked Xavier's arm, walked over with a smile, and deliberately stuck to him as if showing off her trophy.

"Well, Bella, I'm sorry. I'll just borrow your husband for a while. You don't mind it, right?"

I smiled wickedly and glanced at her with a sneer.

"I don't mind. After all, the trash belongs in the trash can."

"You!" She was furious!

Then, Sandra raised her hand to slap me. "Are you arrogant?"

But I grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm easily, making her scream in pain.

Sandra wanted to curse me, but Xavier covered her mouth and whispered, "Don't mess with her, she's a black belt in Taekwondo."

Sandra glared at him, her eyes looking as if she wanted to gouge him out. Why didn't he say so earlier?

So, they stepped back and only dared to shout from 6.6 feet away from me.

"Don't be so proud. You are just my defeated opponent, a rude woman that no one wants."

I chuckled and rolled up my sleeves, pretending to go over and beat her. Then, Sandra was scared and immediately fled in panic.

If it weren't for the fact that she was pregnant, I would have done more than just pinning her down on the table.

Xavier held her in his arms, treating her like his own precious treasure. He carefully helped Sandra move her wrist, fearing that there would be any mishap.

He cared about her deeply, and as a result, she was quite content. Sandra smiled triumphantly at me.

I took out my phone to check the messages.

[Bella, don't be sad. I have arranged a date with a top male model for you. He is 6.2 feet tall, strong, handsome, affectionate, and rich! I guarantee that you will forget Xavier as soon as you find a new man.]

I told Ryan to get lost!

It would be a lie to say I wasn't sad. I loved him for three years, not three days, but Xavier had never been so nice to me.

He was inherently promiscuous. Even if he changed spouses, his behavior would remain the same. Sandra may be the first, but she definitely would not be the last.

Besides, she was not a good person either.

I drank the coffee in my hand and looked at Ryan from a distance.

I chuckled sarcastically and casually lowered my head. Wasn't Xavier happiest about the fact that Sandra was pregnant with his child?

Well, I would let him see that how did she betray him.

As the wedding reached a critical moment, Xavier was confessing his love to Sandra affectionately, and she also responded in a high-profile manner.

"I only love Xavier and will never change in this life!"

As they kissed passionately, suddenly, the large screen behind them switched to the surveillance footage from three hours ago in her dressing room.

They saw Sandra hugging a strange man and kissing him madly on the bed!