After Marrying My Boss

The night before the wedding, she was deeply hurt when she caught her fiancé and her best friend being intimate. Seeking to hurt him as he had hurt her, she slept with his boss. Determined to be with him, she plotted to conceive his child, hoping it would...

Chapter 1 Catching Her Fiancé With Her Best Friend

It was 10 p.m. at Dewberry Garden.

I opened the door and stepped into the house. When I flicked on the lights, the illumination from the crystal lights in the guest room reflected my silhouette on the French windows.

This house would be my marital home tomorrow. My fiancé, Justin Xenakis, was a department manager. Not only was he handsome, but he was also exceedingly attentive to me. Thus, I felt really blessed to be marrying a man who loved me so much.

According to tradition, we weren't supposed to stay together the night before the wedding. Therefore, Justin was spending the night in our new house while I was staying over with my best friend, Natalie Xavier.

Before going to bed, I ran a check to ensure that I had everything needed tomorrow, only to realize that I had forgotten the wedding veil.

In order to give Justin a surprise, I returned to our new house discreetly without calling him beforehand.

At the thought that I'd be living happily ever after with him from tomorrow onward, my lips curved into a blissful smile.

I then changed into a pair of slippers. Just when I reached the living room, a woman's moan of pleasure drifted out of the master bedroom.

All at once, my heart lurched. The master bedroom's door was slightly ajar, and the woman's seductive and enthralling voice came from within the room.

In a flash, a raging fire started blazing within me. My legs felt as though they were made of lead, but still, they involuntarily led the way.

As I stood at the door of the bedroom, the cries of ecstasy from within sounded increasingly clear, every single sound hitting me squarely in the chest.

The door creaked open with a slight push from me.

A pair of beige high heels were scattered haphazardly, and a myriad of feminine items littered the floor. Such a scene had my thoughts inevitably going into the gutter.

Enduring the fury and panic within me, I shifted my eyes to the bed. But at that single glance, it instantly felt as though a knife pierced my heart, the pain so excruciating that I couldn't quite breathe.

My best friend-cum-roommate for four years during university was currently in bed with my fiancé, Justin, whom I was marrying tomorrow.

The moment Mabel caught sight of me by the door, her eyes glinted with provocation, and her moans became even more licentious.

As I took in everything in the room, even breathing felt painful to me. Oh God, there is another woman in my fiancé's arms, and they're going at it passionately!

In the blink of an eye, rage and humiliation assailed me. I clenched my hands tightly in a bid to suppress the urge to charge forward and rip them to shreds.

Mabel's gaze was sultry as she continued caressing him all over with long and slender fingers, her voice ever so hypnotizing.

“Darling, don't you feel guilty doing this with me when you're getting married to Anna tomorrow?”

“What's there to be guilty about? Is there a difference between doing it on the eve of my wedding or normal days? Besides, she'll never know about us.”

Justin's voice was deep and strained.

“But what if... I mean, what if she suddenly comes over and catches us red-handed? What do you think she'll do? Will she call off the wedding?”

Mabel looked at me tauntingly with a sneer playing on her lips.

“That's a moot point since she won't come over. Furthermore, so what if she knows? At most, we'll call off the wedding. I didn't plan on getting married so early anyway.”

Chuckling nonchalantly, Justin continued hammering into Mabel.

“So, why are you getting married if you're reluctant to do so? You know, we won't be able to meet so frequently after you're married.”

Chapter 2 A Catfight

“If it weren't for her coercion, I wouldn't be marrying her,” Justin blurted without the slightest restraint.

Then, he flipped them over and pinned Mabel beneath him.

“Darling, your fiancée is really here.”

Placing her hands against his chest, Mabel pointed in the direction of the bedroom door.

“That's impossible! I just saw her off, so how could she...” While saying that, Justin couldn't help glancing at the door. “Anna? Why are you here?”

The moment he spotted me, he froze instantly.

He swiftly scrambled off Mabel, his gaze brimming with panic as he regarded me.

At that very moment, his desire had long vanished without a trace. Panicked, he didn't even have the time to cover his birthday suit.

Mabel, on the other hand, pulled the covers around herself and looked at me with a derisive sneer tugging at the corners of her mouth.

By then, my face was already stained with tears. Inundated by wrath and hatred, I wanted to vent at the cruelty of the truth, but I merely spun around to leave.

Justin quickly chased after me with a towel around his waist, his gaze radiating guilt. “I can explain, Anna...”

“What else is there to explain? I saw everything clear as day just now, so what else do you have to say?”

While I was hurting so much that I couldn't even breathe, his offer of an explanation gave me a glimmer of hope.

But just then, Mabel appeared in Justin's shirt. Her wavy curls were draped over her shoulders in a tousled mess. At that moment, she appeared all the more alluring.

She sauntered right up to me with a hint of defiance in her eyes. “Reese is Justin's child.”

What did she just say? Reese? Her three-year-old child is actually Justin's?

A glimmer of hope rose in my heart earlier, but a bomb blasted it apart when her words fell. For a moment there, I felt that my entire world had collapsed.

I nervously swung my gaze at Justin in hopes that he would deny it, but things didn't transpire as I wished.

He hung his head slightly with guilt in his eyes, tacitly admitting that Reese was indeed his child.

It felt like a stab right to my heart. I wanted to scream and lash out, but words eluded me as I was overwhelmed with emotions.

Intense fury and enmity engulfed me.

How could they betray me by doing such a despicable thing? In the past seven years, I've regarded him as the man I love the most and the other as my best friend, yet they actually hooked up behind my back and even had a child together?

“You b*tch!”

As the lid on my wrath and humiliation exploded, I lifted my hand and swung it across Mabel's face. I put so much strength into it that my hand went numb from the sting.

“Mabel!”

Justin's voice rang out, filled with worry for Mabel.

Mabel's face snapped to the side at my hard slap, but in the next moment, she abruptly jerked her head back and stared at me furiously.

“Are you okay, Mabel? Does it hurt?”

Justin gazed at Mabel with anguish written all over his face, and the sight of it sent a sharp stab of pain lancing through me again.

Is this for real? My fiancé is showing such concern for the homewrecker who ruined our relationship right in front of me? D*mn it all to hell!

“She hit me, Justin. My face hurts badly.”

Mabel put on a pitiful expression as she clutched at Justin's arm, tears of anguish streaming down her face.

Chapter 3 Drowning Her Sorrows

“You went too far, Anna. How could you hit her? When did you become so violent?”

Justin abruptly turned around and pinned his eyes on me, the wrath and reproach in his gaze plainly visible.

All at once, my heart felt as though it had been sliced into ribbons. I gaped at him, my face drained of all color.

Haha, it's glaringly obvious that I can't compare to Mabel in his eyes! But I'm his fiancée! We're getting married tomorrow, yet he had no qualms about being intimate with another woman in our new house. To make matters worse, the woman even turned out to be my best friend since my university days!

“Get out of here, Mabel Quintrell! This is my marital home. Scram now!”

As though I had lost my mind, I rushed forward and grabbed her arm to drag her out of my house.

“That's enough! Snap out of it, Anna Garcia!”

Justin shot forward and shoved me to the floor while shielding Mabel in his arms.

The pain radiating from my butt paled in comparison to the agony within me. Getting to my feet, I looked at him with a bitter smile. At that very moment, I wholly understood that my importance to him was far beneath that of a homewrecker.

“I hate you, Justin Xenakis!” I shouted at the top of my lungs, exhausting the last vestiges of my strength.

Spinning on my heels, I ran out of the community. I sprinted relentlessly, blocking out any reminiscence of the scene I had witnessed earlier with the vigorous exercise.

Nonetheless, the scene that had just transpired kept playing in my mind. On the night before the wedding, the bride-to-be's fiancé and best friend were caught in the act, and they even had a child together. I thought that such a melodramatic affair would only appear on television, but it was actually happening to me at that very moment, and I was the betrayed bride-to-be.

We had been together for seven years. Initially, I thought that we would live happily ever after starting tomorrow, never to be separated until death. But all my hopes were destroyed after witnessing everything that night. He was no longer the Justin Xenakis who professed to love me and be with me forever.

Subsequently, I went to the bar.

The stench of cigarette smoke and alcohol hung in the air. The music was cranked to the maximum as though trying to burst the patrons' eardrums. Men were swaying to the beat on the dance floor while I sat in the corner guzzling glass after glass of the strongest liquor. At that moment, my emotions were on the brink of snapping.

Well, well... How absurd that I witnessed my fiancé and best friend fooling around the night before our wedding! Haha, it's truly laughable and pathetic! Throughout the past seven years, I'd never once suspected that they were hooking up, for they were the people I trusted the most. But now, it's precisely those two people who betrayed me at the same time. Is there anyone else who's more pathetic than me in this world?

My mind flooded with the image of Mabel frantically undulating atop Justin with nary a stitch on her body. Justin's rapturous expression, on the other hand, was both ludicrous and repulsive.

Oh, and there's Reese as well. It turned out that Reese is Justin's child! Not only did they hook up, but they even had a child together! I've always assumed that Mabel's reluctance to talk about Reese's father stemmed from hurt, so I've been cautious and avoided that topic. Now, I finally know how laughable I've been! Were they too good at keeping it under wraps, or was I too stupid? It'd been so many years, yet I never had the slightest inkling.

As my emotions were a chaotic mess, I threw my head back and guzzled the hard liquor. The burning sensation in my throat had tears pouring down my face, but my chest remained tight without a hint of respite to be found.