Ditching My Fiance Who Ditched Me

My fiancé was drugged at a party and spent the night tangled up with Isabelle Parson, the housekeeper's daughter.

Afterward, Isabelle turned up pregnant, and Adrian tore up our engagement right there at our engagement party.

"Leah, Isabelle is carrying my child. I have to marry her. I know you still love me. After I marry Isabelle, you can keep being my lover."

I agreed to break off the engagement on the spot, then turned around and married Gordon—the man I'd once refused in a family alliance.

At my wedding, Adrian stood before the guests and mocked me with an icy smile.

"So this is what you've sunk to without me—marrying a pauper on the verge of bankruptcy. I'm the richest man in Jeffolton City. All you have to do is beg, and I'll let you come back to me."

I looked at him with a thin, distant smile.

He still didn't know—whoever I marry would become the richest man in Jeffolton City.

At our engagement party, Adrian Reese stood there in his custom suit, carefully setting his hand on Isabelle's belly before leading her right up to me.

"Leah, Isabelle is carrying my heir. I have to take responsibility for her.

"Isabelle isn't like you. She's just the housekeeper's daughter. If she has a child out of wedlock, her future will be unbearably hard.

"I hope you can be kind enough to agree to break off the engagement. Otherwise, I'll immediately end the cooperation between our families, and your family can wait for bankruptcy."

The moment he finished speaking, the entire room erupted in shock.

"What's wrong with Adrian? He's abandoning the Madison heiress to marry a housekeeper's daughter?"

"How can he call off the engagement at the engagement party? This is humiliating—absolutely unforgivable!"

My father's face turned white with anger, his hand shaking violently around his wineglass.

"Adrian, you've gone too far! You proposed to her in a livestream watched by the whole internet—everyone knows Leah was supposed to be your bride.

"And now you're dumping her for another woman in front of everyone? You're making her a laughingstock in this entire city!

"This can't just be brushed aside. You owe Leah an explanation!"

Adrian looked at me—eyes slightly red—and a trace of guilt flickered across his face as he opened his mouth to speak.

But suddenly, Isabelle burst into loud, dramatic tears.

"Please don't fight Adrian because of me, Leah! It's all my fault. I shouldn't have gotten pregnant with Adrian's child!

"I—I'll hide somewhere tomorrow, far from anyone. I'll raise the baby alone, quietly. I won't ever stand in the way between you two.

"As long as you can stay together, I don't mind suffering a little."

She wiped her tears as she turned to Adrian.

"Adrian, I'm leaving. I just want you to be happy."

Her performance nearly made me laugh from sheer fury.

"Isabelle, my happiness doesn't stem from your blessing, so you can save it."

Isabelle's face went pale. She rubbed her fingers