Betrayed by One CEO, Married to Another

The moment Michelle was wheeled into the operating room, an unfamiliar sense of relief washed over her.

As the cold instruments pierced her body, tears slid down her cheeks, silent and indifferent.

The memories of the past three years flashed before her eyes like a film reel.

When she suffered from cramps, he would gently rub her abdomen with tender care, whispering, “If I could take the pain for you, I would.”

When she quarreled with her father and got slapped, he saw the red mark on her face and nearly lost control, ready to storm into the Lowe household to stand up for her.

On stormy nights, he had carried her, burning with fever, through the rain to the hospital, soothing her trembling body in her nightmares, murmuring, “Baby, don’t be afraid. I’ll always be here with you.”

Now, Michelle couldn’t tell whether Sigmund had been too good at acting or if she had simply been too blind to actually believe he loved her.

All those gentle words and tender moments—who was he really thinking of when he treated her that way?

She was exhausted. She slowly closed her eyes.

“Sigmund Lloyd, you’ll never know we once had a child, a life that never had the chance to be born.”

When the surgery was over, Michelle dragged her weak body past the recovery rooms and overheard the nurses chatting.

“It’s about the couple who came in yesterday… I heard the man’s rich and powerful. He booked the entire VIP floor so his girlfriend could recover in peace. As soon as he woke up, he went straight to see her.”

“Yeah, and she’s still throwing a fit and won’t forgive him at all. The poor guy’s still injured himself, sitting outside her room, talking to her so gently.

“I’ve never seen a man love someone like that. It’s like something out of a drama, only this feels more real.”

Michelle froze, her heart sinking as she made her way toward the VIP floor.

From one of the rooms came a voice she knew all too well.

When she turned, she saw Emily in Sigmund’s arms, crying as she accused him.

“Sigmund, are you still angry that I insisted on leaving for school back then? I’ve regretted it every single day for the past three years.

“I wish I’d come back sooner. I told you I’d make it up to you, but why did you lie to me?”

Sigmund gently wiped away Emily’s tears, his voice soft with affection. “Emily, I didn’t lie to you. You’ve always been the only one in my heart.”

“Then what about Michelle? You took her to try on wedding dresses. Were you really planning to marry her?

“Her father even tried setting her up with other men. Did you actually start to fall for her?”

“Emily, listen to me,” he said, his tone pleading.

“She was with me for three years. I just wanted to give her a proper goodbye, make her happy one last time, and end things cleanly.

“She never did anything wrong. I just thought we could part on good terms. But I never forgot my promise to you. Emily, I’ll only ever marry you.”

Tears streamed down Emily’s face, her sobs soft and delicate.

“Then break up with her now. I don’t ever want to see you with her again. You belong to only me.”

Sigmund pulled her into his arms, patting her back and whispering gently, “Alright. Whatever you say, I’ll do it.”

Just a few steps away, Michelle watched with a faint, weary smile.

Perfect.

Lovers reunited at last.

She didn’t look any longer and quietly turned away, stepping into the elevator.

When she got back to the villa, she packed up the last of her belongings.

Then her father called.

“Your flight to Westbridge is at ten tomorrow morning. The Shaws will meet you at the airport.”

“I understand. I’ll arrive at the airport on time.”

No sooner had she hung up than Sigmund walked in.

“What airport? Where are you going?”

Michelle’s voice remained calm. “It’s nothing. Just a business trip out of town.”