I Was Secretly Dating My Best Friend’s Brother for Three Years, but He Regretted It for His White Moonlight

My best friend’s older brother and I had been secretly dating for three years.

At a party, someone drugged him. Shyly, I nestled into his arms and became the antidote.

The next day, when he saw the blood on the sheets, he coldly proposed to me.

Overjoyed, I married him while pregnant.

But on our wedding night, he stabbed me eighteen times.

“You made Wanwan miserable, and she got hit by a car and died. You owe her. What makes you think you deserve to marry me and live happily ever after? Go join her!”

I clutched my belly and begged him to save our child, but he flicked his lighter alight and tossed it toward the curtains by the window.