Chapter 3

With that, she pulled a pregnancy test from her bag, winked playfully, and handed it to Kolt.

"I wanted to surprise you, but someone ruined my plan, so I guess I have to announce it early."

"Kolt, I'm younger than Bonnie, and I have a better chance of having a boy. You'll agree to let me have this baby, right?"

Kolt was so overjoyed at that moment, he probably forgot his own name.

"Of course! You and Bonnie are both women I love. Both of you pregnant at the same time, this is the best gift heaven could give me!"

He said, then instinctively pushed me away, bending down to scoop up Skye, who was standing barefoot on the floor.

"How many times have I told you not to walk around barefoot when the floor is cold? You little dummy, you never remember!"

Skye, hooking her arms around his neck, looked directly at me, a fleeting hint of triumph in her eyes.

"Bonnie, my baby is almost three months old. Barring any surprises, I'll give Kolt a son before you do. Then your child won't have to waste money on clothes; they can just wear my son's hand-me-downs."

I stood there, petrified, my limbs stiff and unable to move.

Kolt dotingly ruffled her nose.

"Skye, you're always so kind."

Kolt couldn't help but reach out to stroke Skye's pregnant belly, then turned back to me with a beaming smile.

"Now you two can get pregnant together, share tips, and thanks to me, you won't be so lonely during this time. You'll even have company while pregnant."

He seemed quite pleased with his "masterpiece," scoffing at all the doctors who had diagnosed him with low sperm count.

He immediately pulled out his phone and posted on Ins,

"To all those losers who said I couldn't do it, guess who's eating humble pie now? By next year, I'll be a father of two! What can I say, I'm just too modest usually."

I hadn't even left the company building when my phone started buzzing with congratulatory messages.

The family SnapChat group was exploding.

Some fawned over me, praising my "skills":

"You're truly amazing, pregnant with twins!"

Others desperately asked me for tips, all wanting to have two babies at once to save trouble.

I ignored them all, my face cold as I sent a message:

"Everyone seems to be mistaken. Kolt has issues in that department. I'm not capable of getting pregnant with twins. The one I have in my belly cost me hundreds of thousands to save with fertility shots at the hospital."

"However, his young mistress, being younger and perhaps more 'capable,' got pregnant with his seed in just three months, and she even guaranteed a boy. If you have questions, please direct them to her. She has more 'experience'."

Kolt's parents were honest, traditional people who valued their family's reputation above all else.

They were also grateful, knowing that without my companionship and support, Kolt would never have achieved what he had today.

So, they traveled all the way from their small town and ordered Kolt to break off contact with Skye.

Skye immediately burst into tears, clutching her belly and screaming in pain.

Kolt's mother, a woman who had seen it all, spat in her face and cursed.

"You little hussy! Our family doesn't recognize a loose woman like you. Get out of here with that little asshole in your belly and never come back!"

Skye couldn't bear the insult. She immediately knelt down, begging me to let her go.

"Bonnie, I know you complained to your mother-in-law, but I don't blame you. I was ignorant and foolish, even dreaming of having Kolt's love like you. I don't deserve it. I'll leave now."

With that, she wiped her tears and stood up defiantly, walking away.

Kolt's eyes filled with pity. He chased after her, pulled her into the car, and comforted her for a long time before returning, unleashing his pent-up fury on me.