My BFF’s “Gift” for My Daughter? She’s Pregnant With MY Husband’s Baby! Chapter 11
Outside was drenched from the storm.
I slammed into the mud. Hard. Ground was slippery as hell-every time I tried getting up, I’d slip right back down.
Derek didn’t move. Just watched from his car, face dead.
“Getting a good look, Liv?”
When our eyes met, his mouth curled:
“Can’t even stand on your own two feet. So tell me-where you planning to go without me?”
Didn’t wait for an answer.
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Door slammed. Car peeled out, mud spraying across my face.
Everything went dark. Memories hit me all at once.
After Aaron destroyed me, I totally fell apart. Depression hit me hard.
Started cutting myself. Derek would find the wounds and cut himself twice as deep.
I couldn’t sleep. He ripped open his roof, installed glass-held me under the stars every night.
I stopped eating. He stopped too.
A year later, II finally crawled back to something like normal. Let myself trust again.
When he proposed, he swore: “I’ll never betray you.”
I believed him.
Now? One year in.
That promise was already dead.
I wiped the mud off and dragged myself up.
People passing by actually fucking laughed.
Humiliation hit me, and I waved down cabs like crazy.
One finally stopped-driver didn’t care how messed up I looked, just wanted cash upfront plus two hundred on top.
Done. Whatever.
Then my card bounced. Account frozen.
Got tossed back onto the curb right as the rain started again.
Rain hit like tiny knives.
Don’t know how long I walked. Eventually reached our place.
MS REN, “C¡Ât” for My Doughter? She’s Pregnant With MY Husband’s Baby!
Opened the door.
My brain shut down.
Her heels. His shoes. Her bra tangled with his jacket on the floor.
By the window-Derek had Quinn pinned there, kissing her hard.
Suddenly I was back there. Five years ago. Aaron’s bedroom.
Scream.
This sound ripped out of me-not human. My body shook violently.
They broke apart, annoyed.
Derek’s face went cold:
“Calm the fuck down. You’ve seen this movie before.”
Quinn chuckled:
“Hey Olivia. Been a while. I was wrong earlier-Derek’s way better than Aaron.”
Derek grinned.
“Damn right.”
He stood up, walked toward me.
The closer he got, the worse I shook.
When he reached out-
I bent over and puked everywhere.
Derek froze for a second.
Then his voice dropped, dangerous:
“You think I’m disgusting?”
