When My Boyfriend's Wife Got Pregnant, I Stepped Down

When we got home, Mark, to compensate me, gave me a gift box.

I took the gift and opened it, and saw a diamond necklace lying there quietly.

I have another advantage of a good memory.

The thing the girl named Emily just now wore on her ears seemed to be a set with this necklace.

"I remember this necklace should be a set. Where are the earrings?"

Mark's face froze, and then he hugged me and acted like a spoiled child.

"Jessica, I'm sorry. It's all my incompetence. I only have enough money to buy a necklace. Next time, I will definitely give you a complete set."

I nodded and gestured for him to let me go.

It's unheard of for the wealthy second generation to cry poverty.

I didn't know if it was because he has been a good-for-nothing for so long that he didn't even use his brain.

"I'm a little hungry. Go to the kitchen and cook some noodles."

When Mark heard I was hungry, he immediately got up and went to the kitchen to cook some love noodles for me.

I rubbed my eyes tiredly, wanting to close my eyes and rest for a while on the sofa.

Just then, the mobile phone rang for the Twitter message.

I picked up the phone and had a look, only to find that I had picked up the wrong phone.

"Mark, Emily is making a fuss about wanting to see you. Damn it, she has already climbed onto the balcony. Hurry up to comfort her! Otherwise, she might die!"

I frowned and put the phone back, a layer of haze in my eyes.

Great!

The red flag at home does not fall, while the colorful flags float outside.

Mark brought the noodles and called me to eat. I sat at the dining table, picked up the noodles casually, eating them in small bites.

Mark held his face with one hand, two dimples faintly visible.

"Is it tasty?"

I looked at him a little dazed, unconsciously overlapping him with another figure in my mind.

"Tasty."

"Fuck, is what I cooked so delicious? You are even moved to tears!"

"Ah?" I touched my cheek in confusion. It turned out that I was crying without knowing it.

He reached out to wipe away my tears, but I turned my head away.

He withdrew his hand awkwardly.

"Your phone just rang. Do you want to check it?"

I pointed at the coffee table, and his phone rang at the right moment.

The indifference in my tone made a trace of sadness in his eyes. He bit his lip and didn't say anything.

He just walked to the coffee table, picked up his phone and took a look at it, but his expression became extremely awful.

"Jessica, did you touch my phone just now?"

"I have my own phone. Why should I use yours? Is there anything in your phone that I can't see?"

I pretended to stand up and walk over to him.

He quickly shook his head, hiding his phone behind him.

"Something urgent happened at the company, so I have to go out for a while. Put the bowl in the sink after finishing eating, and I will wash it when I come back."

I nodded, walked over to him, pulled his tie, and stood on tiptoes to leave a kiss on his cheek.

He was a little excited, wanting to hug me and give me a French kiss, but I rejected him.

"There are some things I still want to save for you when getting married."

He looked at me with sparkling eyes and finally kissed me on my cheek.

"Jessica, I really love you more and more!"

I nodded, smiled and saw him out.

After he drove away, I closed the door with a cold face, sat back at the dining table, took out a wet tissue and wiped the place he had just kissed.

It was so disgusting!

It made me want to vomit my food!