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Fiancé Chooses Another for Child

From college campuses to wedding vows, Kashton Gonzales and I had agreed to remain child-free after marriage. But on the eve of our wedding, I found him at a clinic reversing his vasectomy. His friend nudged him. "Kashton, are you seriously planning to have a child with Keily? Nina Gray is your fiancée; it's just not right." Kashton sighed, defeated. "It's not entirely my fault. I wanted a child, but she insists on just the two of us forever." "It's just a kid, right? If she doesn't want one, I'll find someone else to have a child with. My heart's with her, but I'll do what I want with my body." With that, he wrapped his arm around Keily and went into a dimly lit room. Meanwhile, I stood outside, crying in the pouring rain.
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Chapter 3

Looking at my tired reflection in the mirror, I told myself it was time to let go of the past.

Even though the love was gone, I still wanted to reclaim the watch my dad left me.

Back in the room, I retrieved the watch from his drawer. It was meant for a future son-in-law, but he no longer deserved it.

As I finished packing, soft murmurs came from the next room.

"Keily, you're really brave, doing this right under her nose."

"I'm glad I picked you to have a child with. The thrill is addictive..."

The indecent sounds inside left me feeling weak, yet I shakily turned on my phone’s video recorder, hardly knowing how I managed to get back to my spot.

Kashton pushed the door open, looking indifferent, though his white shirt was stained with lipstick. I gave him a cold stare.

“Let's break up,” I declared.

My words took him by surprise. He hurriedly reached out to hold my hand, "Nina, I was just really tired earlier. I took a nap in the next room; I'm sorry I wasn't with you. Didn’t we agree not to give up on each other so easily?"

I replied calmly, “You don’t love me anymore, do you?”

Kashton pressed my hand to his cheek, "We've been together since college, almost ten years. How can you just let me go?"

He evaded the topic, refusing to say he loved me. Even as he pleaded for forgiveness, he was still texting her back instantly.

Clutching his phone nervously, he seemed ready to bolt out of there, “Nina, something urgent just came up. Wait for me, I’ll be back soon...”

As I watched him reveal his true intentions, I realized my heart had already moved on. I couldn't hold on any longer and decided to let go.

Time passed, and even by nightfall, he still hadn’t returned.

While watering the plants downstairs, I caught sight of a familiar figure through the neighbor's window.

In the cozy room, I could vaguely see Kashton cuddling Keily, kneading dough together, their faces glowing with happiness. Kashton seemed eager to become one with her.

"You're so clingy, can't stay away even for a moment. I'm not going anywhere," he said.

His so-called urgent matter was making homemade pasta with Keily.

He probably forgot I also loved homemade ravioli, a taste I couldn't forget since my grandmother passed away, leaving me with a bowl of chicken noodle soup.

Looking at the dried pasta on the table, I suddenly felt a sense of freedom.

I took out my phone and recorded everything about them.

At that moment, my mother's call came through.

“Nina, when are you coming home? Weston has been waiting for you for days. We can’t keep him waiting like this!”

I booked the earliest flight on my phone.

“I’ll be on the first flight tomorrow.”

No sooner had I sat down than the doorbell rang.

Opening the door, I found Keily holding wedding favors, smiling brightly at me.

“Sis, I’m getting married soon. Come see our new home.”

My heart clenched. Leaning against the wall for support, I could barely stand. Just as I was about to turn and leave, she had already pulled me to their house.

As I stepped inside, the first thing I noticed was a giant wedding photo of her and Kashton.

The frame was one I had crafted with floral designs.

Walking further in, everything on display belonged to Kashton.

In that single moment, I felt as if I couldn't breathe.

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