Where Love Ends

“Are you alright, Mrs. Gayes? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?” Before long, a few nurses surrounded me. They exchanged looks and did not say anything, focusing on comforting me.

They probably knew that my husband Victor Gayes had betrayed me. He had even robbed me of my fertility.

I could not hold back my grief any longer. Once I was back in my room, I buried my face in the pillow and wept for ages.

At some point, I cried myself to sleep. When I woke up, Rachel was the only one by my bedside, her expression mocking me. “You know everything, don’t you? I’m pregnant with Victor’s baby, his only baby.”

Rachel picked up an orange and ate it, rubbing her belly as she taunted me.

“W-When did you start the affair?” I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. The pain was nothing compared to the agony in my heart.

Rachel scoffed and held up three fingers. “Three years ago, when I joined the company. He didn’t bring you to a party, and I accepted many drinks on his behalf as his PA. That night, we ended up in bed together.

“He thought he betrayed you, so he wanted to pay me off. I told him I loved him, and I didn’t need him to acknowledge me in public. I volunteered to become his secretary instead, and he agreed.

“After that, he suddenly said he wanted to leave you all his money! I hate how stupid he is, but I couldn’t stop him. He secretly transferred all his assets to your name.”

I watched Rachel’s gradually distorting face, resisting the urge to slap him.

“Your marriage is such a joke. He thought he could enjoy the affair guilt-free once he gave you his money. I bet you didn’t know he comes to me every day because I live next door!

“Sometimes, he would even feed you sleeping drugs and sleep with me in the living room. You never woke up no matter how much I screamed!”

The paler I became, the more excited Rachel got.

“When you had that unexpected miscarriage, he was sound asleep in my room. He couldn’t give a rat’s ass about you.

“Nina Morgan, you should know your place and leave of your own accord. After all, I’m pregnant with his child.”

To think he repaid my consideration with such betrayal. I had assumed he was too busy with work that day, accepting his excuse when he missed my many calls for help.

The next day, he stood by my bed with reddened eyes, begging for my forgiveness. He said he was too tired and fell dead asleep. He said he even forgot to charge his phone, and it ran out of battery.

I was naive enough to believe him.

So much for being too tired. He was with another woman.

Rachel saw my dazed expression and assumed her ploy had succeeded. She held her phone screen to my face.

“Rest up. Tomorrow is our wedding, and you’re free to join us if you have the time. Here’s the address. Isn’t it familiar? It’s where you had your wedding too.”

Rachel left, humming a cheerful song. My heart hurt so badly that I gagged, and the next second I lost consciousness.

When I woke up after that, it was already nighttime. Victor held my hand tightly, his eyes red.

I remembered what had happened over the past few days and pulled my hand back with all my strength. I even wiped it on the covers repeatedly.

Victor blinked and then looked at me dejectedly.

“Do you remember our wedding vows?”

If we fell out of love, we swore to let go without holding back. If he lied to me, I would disappear from his life forever.

Victor nodded without hesitation. “Of course I remember. Did I do something to upset you? Or did someone say something to you?”

He leaped to his feet and roared at Rachel. “Who was here the past two days? Give me a list at once!”

Rachel looked at him calmly, as though she was used to this. “Only the nurses came in, and they left once they gave her the medication. Yesterday, I only dropped by to check on her while you were resting, out of concern for her.

“Mrs. Gayes, you shouldn’t overthink things and focus on recovering. Mr. Gayes is constantly worried about you, you know.”