When I was Five Months Pregnant, He Cheated on Me

On the way back to the company, she talked to me about her boyfriend.

"Nancy, will women have stretch marks after they are pregnant?"

My eyebrows twitched. "Yes, what's wrong?"

Winnie pursed her lips and was a little unhappy.

"My boyfriend doesn't like women with stretch marks. He said that they were ugly and disgusting, and he wanted to vomit when he saw them.

"Nancy, do you have stretch marks? Does Mr. Ford dislike them?"

How could I not understand the hidden meaning behind her words.

"He personally applies oil for me every night. Does this mean he dislikes them?"

Charlie didn't like them. The messages last night and what Winnie had said showed that he disliked them very much.

But in front of me, he looked like he loved me.

Which one is the real Charlie?

Winnie's expression changed and she laughed, but her smile was a little forced.

After returning to the office, Charlie asked me where I had gone and what I had done.

He didn't look at Winnie the whole time.

She blushed and looked at him sadly.

After Charlie discovered it, he drove her out coldly.

Winnie stomped her feet in dissatisfaction, but she did not dare to say anything in the end.

As soon as she left, my face darkened a little.

His ears were still on my belly, and he looked like a good father.

I suddenly felt a little sick. I pushed him away and ran to the bathroom in the office.

After vomiting for a long time, I didn't spit out anything.

I poured water on my face. When I looked up, I saw a pair of couple cups on the sink.

I haven't been to the company since I got pregnant. I've already cleaned up my things, and this cup and toothbrush are not mine.

It was not mine, so it could only be someone else's.

I stared at the pink cup. How long had she been with Charlie?

Did the company know about their relationship?

Did she sleep in his office during her lunch break?

But he was still applying oil for me last night.

I seemed to have gone crazy. On the one hand, I remembered his kindness, and on the other hand, I told myself that he had cheated me.

When he came over, I was holding the pink cup in my hand.

His expression changed and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.

I turned to look at him, my eyes cold.

"Whose is this?"

My voice was hoarse and slightly trembling.