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After five years of dating, Vivienne finally agreed to marry me.
Overjoyed, I raced from the airport, only to get into a car accident on the way.
Ignoring my injuries, I rushed to the registry office covered in blood.
When Vivienne saw me, instead of concern or comfort, she covered her nose in disgust:
"You show up like this on such an important day? How unlucky!"
Following her orders, I cleaned myself up at a nearby hotel, then pulled out the engagement ring I'd prepared and got down on one knee.
Before I could speak, Vivienne excitedly snatched the ring and put it on, cupping my face for a kiss:
"Darling, I accept."
"I'm pregnant with Nolan's baby. Let's give it a family."

My Fiancée Insisted On Having A Baby For Her First Love

My colleagues all knew I had a girlfriend I was hopelessly in love with, working myself to the bone so she could live a good life.


They thought I was just putting on a brave face earlier, afraid Vivienne's betrayal would leave me depressed and hopeless.


I just smiled faintly, telling them I'd seen her true colors and wouldn't let her affect me anymore.


When I got home that night, Vivienne had, for the first time ever, prepared a table full of delicious dishes and even set out some wine.


She wrapped her arms around me with a tender smile, trying to butter me up:


"Darling, you must be starving after such a long day. Come try what I've made, just for you."


I pried her hands off, staring at her expressionlessly:


"And don't bother with these pointless gestures. It's too late to start trying to please me now."


Vivienne looked wounded, throwing herself into my arms and clinging tightly to my waist:


Chapter 7