When she heard that, Edith softly wrapped her arms around his waist. “Bryce, that baby she’s carrying might not even belong to you. We don’t even know who the real cheater is here!”
“Did you forget? The month before Margaret said she was pregnant, you were with me every single night. How could you have had the strength to get her pregnant?”
Last month?
Suddenly, I remembered the night I had video-called Bryce; he’d been sweating and breathing hard.
He told me he was working out.
Now I finally understood what kind of ‘exercise’ he had really been doing.
That was when it hit me, my so-called best friend had been sleeping with my husband behind my back the whole time.
Noticing I stayed quiet, Bryce, worried I might refuse, quickly added, “Margaret! You don’t get a choice in this!”
“If you agree to the divorce and abort the child, I can be generous. I'll give you the house!”
Hearing that, I pretended to look crushed and nodded. “Alright, I’ll take the house. Let’s get the divorce and end the pregnancy right now.”
As soon as I said that, Bryce moved fast, afraid I’d suddenly change my mind.