On Valentine's Day, I suddenly found myself pregnant.

　　I excitedly called my husband, who was working in another city.

　　But he said that he didn't go home at all after attending a wine party a month ago.

　　I asked him again in disbelief, "Honey, are you sure you went to the hotel that day?"

　　Joey Nash, my husband, replied casually, "Yes, I had a party with Mr. Smith that day. We stayed a little late, so we went to the hotel nearby to rest. I thought you knew about it."

　　A chill ran down my spine. I pretended to complain as if nothing had happened. "Why didn't you tell me that you weren't going home? I heard about it from someone else. All right, you go ahead with your work. I'm hanging up."

　　After hanging up the phone, I became extremely cold. My husband was indifferent, and we didn't have much sex. But on the night a month ago, my friend held a bachelor party and I drank too much. When I got home, my husband was very enthusiastic.

　　Because of that night, I was pregnant and since that day, we had never had sex again. But my husband said that he didn't go home that night.

　　At the thought that I might have done something wrong to Joey and that someone had sneaked into my house, I felt goosebumps all over my body.

　　However, I still decided to confess to Joey. No matter how he would react when he found out about it, I would accept it completely. It was an indisputable fact that I had done something wrong.

　　Moreover, I had to find out who had entered the house that night.

　　So I asked Joey on WhatsApp if he could go home early tonight because I had something to tell him. After he agreed, I went to buy groceries.

　　I prepared a table of food, but Joey hadn’t come back. He didn't answer the phone. I was worried that something would happen to him, so I drove out to find him.

　　But I saw a scene that I would never be able to forget in my life.

　　My husband was 30 years old, sexual apathy. He even hated being imitate with women. However, at this moment, he was hugging a woman with short hair and dressed in a neutral outfit and kissing her passionately.

　　Not only that, but his hand was also gently holding the back of the woman's head. Both his expression and actions showed that he was very affectionate to this woman.

　　I took out my phone to take a few photos and even recorded a video. Then, I turned around and drove away.

　　I should have rushed up and slapped their faces at this moment, but I flinched. I was the one who asked for this marriage. Even if I knew that he had cheated on me, I still didn’t dare to blame him.

　　When I got home, I touched my stomach and ate the food I made alone. I didn't know if it was because I was sad, but I felt the whole table of food was bitter.

　　Joey didn't return all night. I didn't call him after I found out that he had cheated on me, and he didn't call me either. As usual, he didn't say anything, and I didn't ask him. We respected each other.

　　The next morning, I planned to drive to the company. This clothing company was originally given to me by my father to practice. After I married Joey, he said that he didn’t want me to work hard everyday, so I gave it to him.

　　But now I found that as time went by, my life was full of him, but I was just a small part of his life. Now there was also his lover and the child in my belly whose father I didn’t know.

　　So I planned to go back to work. Whether I got a divorce or not, finance became my last sense of security.

　　But I didn't expect that there was a bolt from the blue in the company.

　　I sped all the way. When I arrived at the company, everyone looked at me in surprise and then greeted me. I nodded and asked the receptionist where Joey was. When I learned that he was talking to the new designer of the company, I walked to his office.

　　I hadn't been to the company for a long time. I needed to get familiar with the business and development direction.

　　After arriving at Joey's office, I knocked on the door. When I went in, I found that there were only two people in his office. One was him, and the other was the woman he had kissed passionately last night.

　　A surge of anger rushed to the top of my head in an instant. Did I give the company to him so that he could use his rights to show off his love with his mistress in the company?

　　At the thought of Joey spending our common property on another woman and sleeping with her aboveboard, I became even angrier.

　　Just as I lost my mind and was about to question him, he suddenly frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

　　I didn't say anything and just stared straight at them. Maybe it was because my gaze was too obvious, Joey cleared his throat and said, "This is the new designer, Faith Morris"

　　Last night, I didn't saw her clearly carefully from the distance. Today, when I was so close to her, I found that she looked like a man. She even had Adam's apple. Did Joey like this type of woman?

　　"A man or a woman?" I blurted out.

　　Joey's face instantly darkened, but Faith replied indifferently, "You are Ms. Flynn, right? I am a female. Because of my Adam's apple, I am recognized as a man by many people. Please don't laugh at me."

　　In an instant, I was shocked. My husband really cheated on me, and he even brought his mistress with him, which made me feel like there was a fishbone stuck in my throat.

　　I stood rooted to the spot in a daze. Joey's face instantly darkened. "No matter how Faith dress, she is a woman. How can you ask that so rudely? After she explained it to you, you didn't apologize. Instead, you stood here with an unhappy face. What do you want?"

　　Faith looked at me apologetically and left after telling Joey that he would come back later.

　　Only then did I realize that Joey was scolding me for his mistress just now. Did he think that I didn't say anything for a few seconds because I looked down on Faith? And he became angry because of that?

　　I suddenly felt that it was absurd, but what was even more absurd was on they way.

　　Thinking of Joey's question just now, I suddenly lost my patience, no matter how good my temper was. He actually scolded me in front of his mistress.

　　My face darkened and I asked him directly, "What’s wrong with you early in the morning? I just asked if he was a man or a woman. Do you need to be so sensitive? If I hadn't known that you were married with me, I would have thought that there was something going on between you two. Otherwise, why would you be so abnormal."

　　After that, I stared at Joey, trying not to let go of any of his expressions.

　　When Joey heard what I said, he froze at first, and then a trace of unnaturalness flashed across his face. Then he said, "I think you're too sensitive. I didn't say anything. It took me a lot of effort to hire Faith. Do you know how popular her designs have been recently?"

　　I sneered and said, "Are you out of your mind? As long as I have money and I'm willing to pay the price, I can hire any designer I want. Why should I grovel for a new designer?"

　　There was a flash of anger in Joey's eyes, and I thought my heart, "He’s not convinced. It seems that he really loves her." So I deliberately said, "You're the boss, after all. Don't do those degrading things. Considering your performance, I've decided to come back to the company to work again. You can move to the vice president's office."

　　Joey panicked and began to coax me. In order to dispel my idea of returning to the company, he even deliberately rubbed against me. It should be known that he usually stayed as far away from me as possible. He said that he had a psychological illness and resisted contact with people.

　　In the past, if he had suddenly been so enthusiastic about me, I would have been joyful. But today, I only felt disgusted, especially when I thought of what he had done with another woman last night.

　　I pushed him away and explained calmly under his incredulous gaze, "You are ill, aren’t you? I'm afraid you'll get sick again. Hurry up and move to your office. I'll come to work in the future. It's too boring at home."

　　After that, I went out to chat with the others. After asking around, I found that Joey and Faith were childhood sweethearts. Faith told everyone about that in person. For some reason, I suddenly felt a chill on my back.

　　Did they regarded me as a stepping-stone? Did Joey only love Faith and agree to marry me just for money?

　　Thinking of that, I felt a chill run down my spine. I didn't know if it was because of my pregnancy, but I felt that I was about to vomit, so I hurried to the restroom.

　　As soon as I arrived at the restroom, I heard footsteps outside, and then Faith’s voice. "Honey, why is she here?"

　　Then, Joey's voice rang out as well. "Who knows what's wrong with her? But don't worry, I'll protect you. No one can bully you again!"

　　Faith was touched and said, "Honey, you're so nice, but I always feel guilty when I see her. If it weren't for my illness, you wouldn't have to marry her yourself. She may also marry someone who likes her."

　　Joey snorted. "She's just a shameless woman. She's probably pregnant with an illegitimate child now."

　　When I heard that, I was suddenly nervous, and I didn't dare make the slightest sound as I was deeply afraid of being discovered.

　　From what he said, he knows that I'm pregnant?

　　When I was about to continue eavesdropping, they had already left. I stayed in the restroom for 15 minutes before I went out. When I looked up, I saw that I had just entered the men's restroom in a hurry.

　　Thinking of the conversation just now, I returned to the office again. At this time, Joey had completely moved out.

　　When Joey saw me, a smile bloomed on his face. At first, I was attracted by him, regardless of my family's opposition, and crazily obsessed with him. It was because of his smile, restrained and lustful, that I couldn't help falling in love with him.

　　But at this moment, the feelings and obsession of the past had transformed into deep fear. It was even to the extent that his familiar smile was like a venomous snake that was filled with coldness and ruthlessness.

　　I avoided him imperceptibly and said, "Honey, hurry up and deal with your work. I'll take the time to familiarize myself with the business so that you won't have to be so busy in the future. I feel distressed when I see that you're busy all day."

　　After that, I looked at him affectionately. There was a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, but he said that he was willing to work hard for me.