Chapter 3After I Made Him Don, He Cheated on Me

I walked out of the Roswell Group building and was about to text my father when Sienna called after me.

Every employee who passed by gave her a respectful nod.

I almost laughed.

So everyone at the Roswell Group had known about Sienna and Alexander for a long time. They were already treating her like the Don's future wife.

Yet Alexander still had the nerve to lie to my face.

Looking back, I was a fool to trust them both so completely.

"What do you want?" I asked coldly.

Sienna smiled sweetly, one hand gently stroking her belly.

"Evelyn, this is Alexander's first child. You love him so much. You're going to love this baby too, aren't you?"

She tilted her head, as if remembering something from the past.

"Thank you for coming to my graduation party. If you hadn't, I would never have met Alexander.

"He was tall, handsome, and rich. He was cold to everyone at the party except you. Whenever he looked at you, his eyes were full of love.

"I fell for him the moment I saw him.

"So I did everything I could to become your closest friend because getting close to you was the only way to get close to him.

"You were our Cupid."

I couldn't take it anymore. I raised my hand and slapped her across the face.

My hand trembled afterward. Our friendship had been a lie. So was the love I'd once believed would last forever.

My father was right. In this world, money and power are the only things that will never betray me.

"Evelyn, is this how an heiress is supposed to behave? How could you slap a pregnant woman in the street?" Alexander's icy voice came from behind me.

I turned around. His face was dark with anger. Sienna had deliberately thrown herself to the ground. She clung to his sleeve and cried quietly.

"I'm sorry, darling. I made Evelyn angry."

Alexander quickly helped her up, his face full of concern as he checked her for injuries.

"Are you hurt?"

Sienna pressed a hand to her stomach. "My stomach hurts a little. Darling, do you think something's wrong with the baby?"

Alexander immediately swept her into his arms. He kissed her forehead and murmured, "Don't worry. We're going to the hospital right now. The baby will be perfectly fine."

Before leaving, he turned to me, his eyes filled with disgust.

"Evelyn, you've disappointed me. You used to love children. Now you're willing to hurt an unborn child."

I froze. For a moment, I could barely breathe.

Three years ago, the remaining Roswell traitors had joined forces and kidnapped me.

They wanted Alexander to know what it was like to lose the woman he loved while also facing the Slade family's fury.

After all, I'd only been dragged into their fight because of Alexander.

In the end, I escaped on my own. I'd been trained to handle almost anything since childhood. But by the time I fought my way out, I was badly injured.

When Alexander finally found me, I was lying in a hospital bed, pale and weak after surgery. I'd lost our first child.

The kidnapping hadn't just taken my baby from me. The injuries had damaged my uterus so badly that it was now incredibly difficult for me to get pregnant again.

Back then, Alexander sat beside my bed, holding my hand and crying. He promised me that it didn't matter whether we ever had another child. He swore he'd love me forever either way.

And now, that same man was using my inability to give him a child against me.