Our Anniversary, His Big Betrayal

Andy called. "Mr. Ley's on a business trip, swamped with meetings, can't take any calls. It'll be okay if you still want to celebrate. He booked a restaurant for you.""Okay, thank you."He froze. I could hear it.No questions. No drama. No hurt puppy routine. Just a clean, flat reply—and I hung up.I was almost out the door when a nurse burst in, breathless. "Dr. Meyer! Something's wrong!"Her hands were covered in blood."The patient's bleeding again?" I asked.She nodded.While grabbing my things, I pulled up Yuna's records on the hospital system—prenatal reports, bloodwork, anything.Nothing. Just her name. No history, no lab files."She came through the ER," the nurse said. "Most of her records are at Central Hospital. We've got barely anything on her.""Run a blood test. Now."I threw on new scrubs, grabbed a mask, and bolted.The second I hit the ward, Jimmy stormed over and slapped me.His face was flushed, eyes blazing. "You quack! If you knew what you were doing

The blood pooling on the floor was straight-up horrifying.Jimmy panicked, clutching me like that would fix anything. "Honey, what are you doing here? Weren't you supposed to be on duty tonight? I... I was just..."He trailed off, realizing how useless his excuses were. His hands kept fumbling, desperate, like he could undo everything.Then a nurse nearby shouted, "Let go! We need to take Dr. Meyer for an exam—she's miscarrying!""Miscarriage?" Jimmy repeated, stunned. "How could she miscarry?"The doctor checking me over finally snapped. "Dr. Meyer was two months pregnant—with twins."Twins.I watched the color drain right out of Jimmy's face.These were the babies we'd waited years for.Back when we first got married, we couldn't wait to start a family. But life kept getting in the way, and I never got pregnant.Three years of trying—then finally, the twins.And now, thanks to Jimmy, they were gone.It was tragic... and honestly, kind of laughable.As they rushed me into

"How do you even have Chandler's number? Why'd you call him? He was doing fine overseas!"Jimmy looked like he was about to have a meltdown, and honestly, it was hilarious. All that big talk about doing everything for Chandler's sake? Total crap.Now that the real fiancé was here? He was freaking."Didn't you say this was all for him?" I said. "Same here. I was worried about Yuna spiraling, and since you—her one-day husband—couldn't get it together, I called the guy who actually matters. Now back off. I still need to send him the exact location."He kept gripping my hand like he had something to prove—until Chandler showed up.He spotted us and walked over fast."Jimmy. Dr. Meyer," he said, catching his breath. "Thanks so much. Yuna's clearly going through something and didn't even tell me. I really appreciate you both coming out this late to help. Dr. Meyer, where is she?"Jimmy just stood there, useless and pathetic.I pointed toward the room. Chandler gave another quick than

"Madelyn, Yuna didn't have a choice," Jimmy said. "She moved in because of you. You're always at the dorms anyway. I thought it was your fault she ended up like this, so I let her stay.""My fault?" I shot back. "Did I get her pregnant? Don't be ridiculous."His eyes flicked over to Andy, who'd followed him in, still clueless. Probably thought they were here for some serious work stuff.But that line hit him hard. His jaw dropped.Jimmy, who lived for appearances, freaked. "Andy, go grab something from the store. Now."I ignored him."You're Andy, right? Jimmy's assistant?""Yes, Mrs. Ley," he said politely."Let me ask you something—how's bigamy defined legally?"Andy perked up like it was a pop quiz. "Though I majored in criminal law, I studied marriage law very seriously. If a married person and someone else act like a married couple in public, and there's strong evidence—witnesses, documents—it can absolutely qualify as bigamy. Depends on the case, but yeah, it's a real ch

I couldn't take it anymore.I shoved the door open and stepped out, straight into Jimmy's smug face. He still thought I'd cheated.I looked at Yuna, then locked eyes with him. "You really threw every dirty move at me, huh?"He didn't even flinch. "So what if I did?"I stared him down. "Then let's finish this the right way."I stormed out, pulled out my phone, and called the cops.Uploaded the hospital footage—Jimmy hitting me—and the DNA test results.Laid it all out online. Every ugly detail.Even posted audio of him and Yuna scheming to leave me broke.It blew up.By that night, the video had over a million likes and comments were pouring in.Lawyers all over the country chimed in with solid advice.Even Jimmy's own colleagues messaged me—he'd been fired.And Yuna? She was getting roasted. Full-on public enemy number one.When Jimmy saw the DNA results, he completely lost it.The baby he worshipped in Yuna's belly? Not his.The twins he called bastards? 100% his.He