Chapter 3

Before I could say anything, Jennifer walked over, her hand resting on her belly.

"Fiona, your body has failed you. You can't bear children, and you shouldn't force the three of them to sacrifice their happiness for you. But don't worry, I won't leave you all alone. Since you can't have children, I'll have them for you.

"The physician just checked my pulse. He said I'm carrying triplets. Don't worry, Fiona. I'll make sure the children respect you as their mother and care for you in your old age."

Jennifer's appearance made my stomach turn. Just like in my past life, she was shameless, flaunting her pregnancy.

She laid out the fact that she had seduced my three betrotheds right in front of me, trying to provoke me into losing my temper and lashing out at her. That way, the tiny shred of guilt the three men still felt toward me would transform into pity for her.

From then on, she could easily lord over me and do as she pleased. Too bad her plan was about to fall apart.

I glanced at her coldly and smiled. "Since you're carrying triplets, then by all means, let these three wonderful marriages go forward."

The moment I agreed to break off the engagement, news spread throughout the city that my three betrotheds had simultaneously dissolved their engagements with me to marry my half-sister instead.

I became the laughingstock of the entire city.

When the gossip reached our household and Mother heard about it, her face flushed red with distress.

I remained calm and comforted her, completely unbothered.

I knew Jennifer had orchestrated all of this deliberately, but her cheap tricks would not last long. After all, the more triumphant and smug Jennifer was today, the more miserable and desperate she would be tomorrow.

I gently took Mother's hand. "Mother, don't worry about me. Finding out what they're truly like before the wedding is actually a blessing. Now that I'm no longer engaged, I'll need your help finding me a new match."

Mother nodded firmly, determined to find me a husband better than all three of those men combined.

After Mother left, I strolled to the kitchen in high spirits to check on the pregnant sow in the pen.

When the physician diagnosed Jennifer with triplets, I had already heard the news. At the time, I happened to overhear the servants mention that one of the pigs was also pregnant.

A plan formed instantly. I decided to have the system swap the sow's litter with Jennifer's babies.

Jennifer was now strutting around and flaunting her belly in front of me every day, completely unaware she was carrying piglets.

In the days that followed, Jennifer grew unbearably arrogant, pampered beyond measure by the three men who doted on her precious triplets.

One day, she barged into my courtyard again, clutching a greasy sausage roll and ordering me to do chores.

I turned to look and saw a massive ball of flesh jiggling toward me. Jennifer was not even five months along, but she had already grown so fat that she was unrecognizable.

After the Pregnancy Swap System had placed the piglets in her womb, she began resembling a pregnant sow more and more. Pregnant sows had enormous appetites and could never eat their fill.

Jennifer devoured her meals ravenously. She ate enough for five tables at every meal, eating anything and everything indiscriminately.

If the three men had not limited what she ate, she would have ballooned to 600 pounds and been unable to walk.

I had never seen anyone grow so horrifyingly fat. Her backside was so wide she had to turn sideways to fit through doorways.

The more I looked at her, the more she resembled a fat pig. She was completely unrecognizable from the delicate, refined young lady she used to be.

Thinking about it, I could not suppress my laughter.