My fiance had been cheating on me with my best friend for five years.
The day before our engagement party, she was wearing my ring.
“You forgot? You fell down the stairs, hit your head, and lost your memory. I’m your best friend’s boyfriend,” he said.
But that was just a joke I’d made.
Winnie Carroll was my best friend.
And right now, she was in my boyfriend’s arms.
For a moment, she looked surprised and then her face lit up with barely concealed joy.
“Yes! I’m your best friend, and this is my boyfriend!”
A jolt went through my body, and it felt like all the blood in my veins was rushing backward.
It was just a small joke, but somehow, I’d end up being the biggest fool here.
“You’re not serious, right?” I forced the words out.
They had to be kidding me. Maybe they knew I hadn’t lost my memory and were trying to mess with me.
“Why would we joke about this?”
Winnie wiggled the ring on her right hand.
“Look, Jesse and I were supposed to get engaged today. But we canceled the party because of your accident.”
The diamond on her hand sparkled so brightly it almost hurt my eyes.
A 10-carat flawless radiant cut-Jesse Livingston had it custom-made for me months ago.
Now it was on my best friend’s finger.
“You two…
“When did you get together?”
Winnie leaned into Jesse’s chest.
“We’ve been together for five years!”
Jesse’s expression shifted slightly. He glanced at me, his eyes flickering with unease.
When he saw I didn’t react, he secretly sighed in relief.
Jesse and I had been together for five years, too.
So they’d been together all along.
My best friend and my boyfriend had been betraying me from the very beginning…
Jesse made a call. A few minutes later, a stunningly handsome man appeared in my hospital room.
It was Nathan Campbell-Jesse’s best friend and the one who looked down on me the most.
Jesse and Nathan were from New York’s most elite families, while I was just from a suburban of a small city.
All of Jesse’s rich friends thought I was only with him for his money, and they never bothered to hide their contempt.
But Nathan had always been the harshest of them all.
He didn’t even bother to attend our engagement party.
Now he stood in the door of my hospital room, his sharp gaze locked on me.
“This is your boyfriend.
“Nathan Campbell,” Jesse said smoothly.
Just like that-Nathan suddenly became my boyfriend.
Jesse lied without even blinking, but I couldn’t believe Nathan would go along with such a ridiculous act.
Nathan smirked. “Yeah, I’m your boyfriend.”
I was too stunned to speak.
Jesse handed me off to Nathan and left with Winnie.
Nathan and I stared at each other in silence for a long time.
“Take me home.”
