My Best Friend Stole My Husband

My best friend, Mia Sullivan, had gone abroad for three years. When she finally came back, she was in tears. She said she had been dumped by a scumbag, was pregnant, and had nowhere to go.

I felt terrible for her, so I not only let her move into my house but also asked my husband, Hudson Darby, to take extra care of her.

That was until I found a prenatal checkup receipt in the study. The patient was Mia, and the family member who had signed was Hudson.

I worried I was jumping to conclusions, so I shoved it back and rushed out the door.

After I got downstairs, I realized I had forgotten the files I needed for my meeting, so I headed back up. That was when I saw Hudson and Mia in each other's arms.

"What if Charlotte finds out the baby I'm carrying is actually yours?" Mia asked.

"Don't worry. Charlotte trusts us so much, there's no way she'll figure it out," Hudson replied.

In that moment, the seven years of love I had given him instantly turned into a cruel joke.

My phone suddenly rang from inside my purse, and Hudson Darby and Mia Sullivan instantly pulled apart.

Hudson looked toward the door in a panic. "Who's there?"

I quickly hung up the call, swallowed down the bitter taste rising in my throat, and pushed the door open. "Hudson, it's me."

Hudson's face went pale in an instant, and he laughed awkwardly. "Honey... I thought you left. Why'd you come back?"

I swallowed back the nausea as I kicked off my shoes and grumbled. "I got downstairs and realized I forgot the files that I needed for my meeting. I'm in a rush, and it's driving me crazy."

Hearing that, Hudson thought I had not overheard their conversation and let out a huge sigh of relief. "You scared me. I thought someone broke in. Why didn't you just call me? I could've brought the files down to you so you wouldn't have to make another trip."

I subtly put some distance between us. "It's fine. I needed to use the bathroom anyway."

I glanced over at Mia and asked, "What's wrong with Mia? She doesn't look so good."

Mia's face was just as pale, and she was clutching her belly protectively. It was like she thought I was going to lunge at her and hurt the baby any second now.

Hudson stiffened for a moment, then smiled. "Oh, she was just having some stomach pain earlier."

"Really?" I pretended to be concerned, then walked into the study to grab my files. While I was at it, I slipped the prenatal checkup receipt out as well.

"Well, you'll need to take good care of her then. After all, she's pregnant now, and that's not easy."

I headed toward the door. "I'm running late, so I need to get back to the office."

"Okay, drive safe." Hudson walked me to the door like the perfect husband.