I Got Pregnant, Kept the Baby, and Sent the Father Packing. Mr. Lu Lost It

After discovering that he was the stand-in, Lu Huaizheng completely broke down.

“Jiarou, since my brother and I look so much alike, just treat me as if I were him.”

After finding out she had used him to conceive a child, then cruelly abandoned him, Lu Huaizheng went mad.

“Xu Jiarou, about what I said last time, about being the other woman... I’ve thought it over. I’m willing to be your mistress.”

When he realized Xu Jiarou’s kindness was an act, her love was a lie, and every second she looked at him, she was thinking of his brother, Lu Huaizheng turned cold.

“If my brother can have you, why can’t I? What does he have that I don’t?”

Everyone in Longcheng knew that Lu Huaizheng, a man at the very top of the pyramid, had a devoted, thoughtful secretary and lover who was always at his beck and call.

Xu Jiarou had been with him since she was twenty. Lu Huaizheng had only one rule: don’t fall for him.

Xu Jiarou obeyed. Before his wedding, she quietly slipped away and took his child with her.

Only then did Lu Huaizheng realize that he was the fool all along, hopelessly ensnared in a trap of tenderness built on false affection.

The furious man searched high and low until he found her. Then he heard her demanding of Lu Yanli:

“I thought you were dead! I just wanted to have a child who looked like you, so I’d have something to hope for in the years I have left!”

The love of her life returned from the dead and confessed his sins before her.

Lu Huaizheng pushed the door open, his eyes bloodshot.

“Brother, you can’t have children anymore. You’ll treat Jiarou and my child as your own, won’t you?”