Home, Sweet home

Meanwhile, Jules took him home to introduce her new fiance.

„Baby! What do you mean, you and Patrick?"

Francis sat down at the inability to hear the news.

Andrew, Sophie's father, said nothing, just stepped closer to the boy and punched into his nose with full force. Patrick lay on the floor and blood dripped from his nose.

„ Ah! Patrcik'"

Jules knelt beside him immediately.

„How could you do this to Sophie ?! You freak, it's not enough that you lived on one of my daughters for 7 full years, now you want the other one? Jules break up with him right away, I don't want to see him any more!"

„Dad, Mom, please!"

Jules sobbed.

"We love each other!"

"I don't care! How will you look in Sophie's eyes when she comes home? How do we look into her eyes?"

"If you tear us apart…"

She put her hand on her stomach.

"how will you look into your grandchildren's eyes?"

One month has passed.

Andrew was waiting for Sophie with a bouquet of flowers. He was excited to finally see her again, but he was even more excited about the family lunch. He didn't know , how his daughters were reacting to this. Everyone was expecting a few plates to break, and Jules also promised to beg for forgiveness until the girl's heart took pity on her. After all, their family can't fall apart because of a bastard. The long-awaited face finally appeared in the crowd…

„Dad! „

I hugged him.

„I missed you Little Girl!"

„ I missed you too!"

"Here's what I brought you."

He handed the bouquet, then grabbed the suitcase

„ I'll take it."

„Thank you, Dad!"

"It's heavy, did you bring the national relics home?"

He laughed.

„Oh no, there are gifts in it. You know, for you, Francis, Patrick and Jules."

Dad swallowed hard and I immediately saw signs of guilt on him.

' So you know.'

He also seems to have accepted the bride exchange. I gripped the shoulder bag strap a little harder as I came to this conclusion. I actually trusted that my parents would at least support me, as they were both lucky enough to know, how does it feel like to be on the wrong side of the fraud.

All the way in the car, I played the naive little girl who knows nothing about the events. Arriving at the house, I saw a new Mazarati.

„God, please tell me that the bastard who can't drive straight for 20 meters didn't buy a car for the price of a house?"

I muttered as I got out of the car. As I stepped closer to the car and saw the scratch on its side, I already knew Patrick was here too.

„I'm back!"

I entered the house with a cheerful exclamation. Everyone hurried to the door to hug me, as if everything was fine. As I looked at Juleson in that navy blue dress, with high heels and my ring, she was standing next to Patrick whose GC shirt and crocodile leather shoes worth more than their old house. I didn't even know my ex-boyfriend anymore. My sister's floral artificial nails, thick makeup, and hair extensions one by one suggested that she was full of money. She has always been like this, beautiful and rich. I stood there in trainers, a T-shirt and jeans. I stood out of line more than goldfish from sharks.

„Sophie, honey! I missed you so much!"

Francis hugged me the longest, like she really didn't want lunch to start.

„ Ma'am, 15 minutes and lunch served."

The housekeeper indicated.

„Thank you Carmen! Honey, I made your favorites. You have lost so much, you are bone and skin!"

She grabbed my upper arm.

„ Truth be told, I gained 3 kilogramms, thanks to a lot of fast food… But if we have 15 minutes left until lunch, I could even give the presents there! Head to the living room!"

The forced smile froze on everyone's face. There will be a cat-fight soon and Sophie even brought them presents... Parents felt that the guilt they felt could no longer really be heightened.

'There will probably be a big announcement after lunch, but I have no intention of giving them the opportunity to become martyrs.'

I smiled to myself.

"Dad, I brought you a set of belt buckles from Texas!"

I handed over the first box.

"Thank you, Sophie, you really shouldn't have!"

"Francis, you're getting a music box from Manhattan."

„So beautiful!"

„ Jules, Patrick, this is yours."

I handed over the two boxes at once and sat down opposite them.

„Thank You!"

They answered almost simultaneously.

„What are you waiting for? Open it!"

I moaned cheerfully.

„This is…"

Jules got a satin nightgown, a lacy, real bridal model. Patrick also got a male version, what matches with this.

„Congratulations! "

Then I applauded.

„Oh… „

They couldn't spit or swallow. There was silence and carnal smell. I wish I could have videotaped their silly heads.

„What's wrong? Maybe you don't like the color? I have the block, but since I bought it in New York, the exchange would be a bit troublesome… „

I pretended to be searching for the block in the bag.

„You knew it?"

Dad spoke first.

„What are you talking about?"

"That… we are going to get marry Patrick?"

Jules asked suprised.

"Well, you didn't really keep it a secret, and Patrick hadn't been looking for me, for months, so it was clear enough that it was over."

„Aren't you angry?"

Francis finally asked.

„Why would I be? We were just going out... It's not like we were married, we've only made it this far because we've become comfortable in the relationship. We're unlikely to have endured each other for long, so it's better that Patrick moved on in time. That making Jules happy can be a double joy for me."

I practiced this sentence approximately 1000 times in front of the mirror, pressed the hypocrisy to a master's degree, and received exactly the sight I was expecting.

Jules' disappointed face. While everyone else was breathing a little, she was not at all happy that this engagement was not a problem for me. I sat there opposite her, and it shouted from her face, that she wanted to see me drown in pain in my tears. She finally gathered herself, as if she had seen a sudden ray of light.

"Thank you very much for the gift, but I don't know if it will fit."

She put her arm around her fiancé ass he placed one of her palms on her belly.

She got pregnant. My God, that a**hole Patrick always pulled the cotton on with me, and he immediately got her pregnant.

„You're pregnant!"

I stood up.

„That's amazing!"

I went there and hugged her.

„Little girl, or boy?"

"Well…we don't know yet, I'm only 10 weeks pregnant."

"Then it'll be good to hurry up the wedding, otherwise the beautiful LV dress you've always dreamed of won't go up on you."

I patted her shoulder.

„ Yes, it will be good to hurry."

Then Carmen indicated that we could go eat. Just in time, my facial muscles were already sore because of the many smiles. Patrick didn't say a word all along. I didn't expect an explanation from him, since the moment he touched another woman, for me he ceased to exist and all the feelings I had ever felt for him.