My Secret Boyfriend Regrets Breaking Up
I got into a car crash with my adoptive sister. The first person to rush to the scene was my childhood sweetheart, Jay Porter—the guy I'd been secretly seeing for two years.
But Jay went to her first. He didn't even look my way as I sat there, bleeding heavily on the side of the road.
I grabbed his hand, desperate to tell him I was pregnant. He just shook me off.
"Sorry, Emma. Julia's delicate. I have to get her to the hospital now. Just wait here for the paramedics."
By the time the rescue team got me to the hospital, I was out of immediate danger. But my baby... was gone.
I wanted to confront Jay, to demand an explanation. Instead, I overheard him talking to a friend.
"You played Emma this whole time, just for Julia's sake. Don't you think that's going too far?"
Jay's reply was cold. "So what? Julia's just the Bourne family's adopted daughter—she's never been as protected and cherished as Emma, the precious heiress. That's exactly why it has to be me. I'll protect Julia. For her, I'd do anything."
So it was all a lie. Every bit of love he'd ever shown me was just an act.
After I was discharged, I went straight home and called my father.
"Dad, can you make it so I never existed here? Erase all my records from this country."