"Yeah, why didn't you tell us about such a big thing between you and Brielle?" Paula added.

"Impossible, I know it very well whether I did it or not that night, it's impossible!" Christopher suddenly stood up to refute and he also suddenly let go of my hand.

"Chris, you were drunk that night. You kept tugging me and not letting me go ...." Brielle said as tears fell down.

"Impossible! I'm very clear headed!" After he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

In this family’s drama, I seemed like an insignificant audience member.

Christopher looked at me in a panic and said, "Vivi, listen to me, Vivi ...."

I suddenly got up, feeling dizzy, then rushed to the bathroom and vomited quite badly.

When I held onto the wall and opened the door, Christopher looked worried and asked, "Vivi, are you okay?"

Brielle stood not far away, staring at me with a trace of resentment in her eyes.

"Vivi, let me explain it. That day, I really ...." He grabbed my arm, eager to distance himself from that girl.

I stared at him coldly. From the moment I walked into his house, his parents, Reynold and Paula treated me like nothing and belittled the things I bought. But they were so gentle and caring towards Brielle.

"Vivi, it's not really what you think between us."

"That was just an accident. I remember exactly what happened. Vivi, you know my character the most. I can't lie to you. You can hit or scold me."

In the blink of an eye, there was a crisp sound and there was a clear slap mark on Christopher's face, but it was not me who slapped him.

"Is that how I taught you? Being so submissive to a woman outside?"

"Uncle, please don't do that." Brielle took Reynold's arm with an anxious look on her face. "Chris is just a bit worried."

Reynold pointed at his son, trembling slightly. "I'm telling you, even if an honorable president comes here today, this girl can't enter our house. You've grown up together with Brielle since childhood and you ruined her like this. You have to take responsibility!"

When I watched this scene, a chill rose in my heart.

My stomach suddenly started churning again and I slammed the bathroom door.

When I came out again, Christopher handed me a cup of warm water with teary eyes and asked, "Do you feel better after throwing up?"

Paula, on the other hand, had a mean face and said, "With this body of yours, even if you enter our family, you're still a useless thing. I advise you to be sensible and leave quickly."

"Enough, Mom!" Christopher roared. "Vivi is pregnant too!"

“What?!” Paula was shocked, then she directed her eyes towards my stomach and said, “You’re pregnant? You must be pretending so that my son will marry you, right? I'm telling you, Vivian Muller, our family won't be fooled."

Christopher took out a freshly printed examination report from his bag.

"We just had a check up this morning and rushed back. I'll be straight to the point. I rushed back to tell you that I'm going to marry Vivi and I'm going to register my marriage after this."

With a loud bang, a cup fell in front of him.

It was from Brielle's hand.

"Chris, if you're going to marry her, then what about me? I ... this is my first time!" Brielle said with tears streaming down her face.

Paula grabbed her hand and comforted her. "Don't worry, Brielle. Today I am without her, she is without me. I will definitely give you a decent explanation."

If I had known what she was going to say at that time, I would have poured a bottle of boiling water over her from head to toe.

After that, Paula glanced at me and said, "You, sit down and let's talk."

Christopher and I had been together for ten years. This was the first sentence that his mother said to me in a normal tone.

In front of the coffee table, Brielle and I sat side by side.

Paula only scrutinized my face and spoke in a condescending tone, "I'm not a person who doesn't know what's good or bad. How about this? You and Brielle both give birth to the child. Whoever has a boy, she will marry my son and become part of the Hunt Family."

Seeing that I did not say anything, she added. "We don't want girls. They will be spilled like water in the future."

I sneered, then got up, picked up my bag and left.

Christopher chased after me and desperately begged me not to leave. Meanwhile, Brielle's cries were getting louder and louder from inside the house.

Reynold cursed loudly at the door. "Let her go. We don't want a girl like her to be a daughter-in-law in this family. She's a dirty and shameless girl."

"Let me go," I said in a deep voice, staring at Christopher, "If you don't let me go, I'm going to jump from here." I pointed to the open window in the corridor.

The man hesitated and let go of his hand.

After entering the elevator, I leaned on the handrail almost powerlessly.

In fact, all of this was not untraceable. Christopher and I rented an apartment and I paid half of the rent. I also paid half of the down payment for our car, but the car was registered in Christopher's name.

According to him, what was his would also be mine in the future.

But according to my friend, I was just a sucker who only knew how to pay blindly using a mobile ATM machine.

What was more, in these years, Christopher's parents had not even given a proper greeting.

I had vaguely heard from his friends that Christopher's year-end bonus was over forty-two thousand dollars, but when facing me, he always looked generous and poor.

This relationship really blinded me.

After getting out of the elevator, he had already run down the stairs to wait for me and block my way.

I reached out my hand and said, "Car keys."

Christopher was stunned for a moment, then said shyly, "I still need the car this afternoon. Where are you going? I'll take you there."

"Cih ...." I sneered and walked past him. Then, I hailed a taxi from the roadside.

Christopher ran after the taxi for a long distance. This scene now looked so ridiculous.

We once had fantasies, imagining our beautiful future life.

In the taxi, I could not stop crying.

After a few days of sadness and confusion, I took a leave from the company for a short vacation and found a hotel to stay in.

When I woke up in the morning, my stomach suddenly throbbed with pain.

It felt like something was pulling my intestines and uterus down and the pain was so severe that I broke out in a cold sweat.

My intuition told me that the baby was going to leave me.

I leaned against the wall, trudged to the telephone and dialed the front desk's number. "Hello, please help me call an ambulance. I ... I can't ...."

In the ambulance, my eyes were blank and there was quite lot of blood beneath my body.

The nurse patted my arm desperately and said, "Don't sleep, don't sleep, stay awake, don't sleep!"

At the same time, I heard an incoming message notification on my mobile phone one after another. It was all from Christopher.

[Vivi, where are you? Let me explain to you. It's not really what you think.]

[You have to consider the baby's situation.]

[Vivi, do you change the password of our apartment? I've tried it many times but it still doesn't work.]

[Vivi, don't let anyone come to take the car. I have already paid off the installments for this month ....]

[I love you to the moon and back.]