Pregnant Without a Man

On the day Ethan Moore and I are supposed to marry, his adoptive sister, Hazel Moore, threatens to jump off a building.

Ethan abandons me in my wedding dress and leaves me jilted for her.

As the guests watch me mockingly, I boldly announce, "I'll marry anyone who dares walk down this aisle to me!"

Three years later, Ethan returns to the Moore residence with Hazel. I'm seated on the couch and enjoying some oatmeal while watching TV.

Ethan stares at my baby bump and snarls, "Who's the father of that child in your belly?"

I sip my oatmeal and smile faintly. "A member of the Moore family, of course."

Ethan Moore stormed over, his face twisted with rage as he yanked me off the couch.

"Shameless! I left with Hazel on our wedding day. I haven't stepped foot in this place for three years. How could that child in your belly be mine?"

I almost laughed. I never said it was his. He wasn't the only man in the Moore family.

"Of course, it's not your child. You're not even worthy of being his father," I said.

Hazel Moore's face twisted in shock.

"Audrey Smith, even if Ethan ran away from the wedding, he still left you with the title of Mrs. Moore. You've been living a life of luxury in the Moore family. How could you shamelessly get pregnant with someone else's child?"

I glanced at her. "You're the adopted daughter of the Moore family, and you had the nerve to seduce your own brother. If we're talking about being shameless, who could possibly beat the two of you?"

Hazel's voice turned pitiful as she looked at Ethan.

"Ethan, for the past three years, we've kept things respectful. Yet, she's carrying someone else's child and cheated on you."

The moment he heard her words, Ethan's fury exploded. He raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face.

"You filthy woman! You get knocked up by someone else and still dare to drag me and Hazel into it? Get out now!" he shouted.

The sharp pain bloomed across my cheek. My head went blank for a second from the force of the slap.

Ethan ran off with Hazel three years ago, leaving me alone to face all the whispers and laughter at our wedding.

Driven by rage, I called for a groom on the spot. It was his uncle, Jeremiah Moore, who stepped up and married me that same day.

In Beverton City, Jeremiah was known as the Frost King. Everyone has treated me with the utmost respect ever since I married him.

After I got pregnant, he spoiled me even more. He wouldn't let a strand of my hair be harmed.

Blood would have been spilled if he had known what Ethan had just done.

To avoid a full-blown family tragedy and for the sake of the child in my belly, I said coldly, "If you both leave now, I'll pretend this never happened."

However, they didn't