Time passed slowly. 

Just as I was about to lose all hope, the door finally opened with a creak. 

However, the one standing there wasn’t Bruno. It was Raine, whose face was a multitude of complex emotions. She had my neatly packed suitcase next to her and my phone in her hand, which I had dropped on the floor earlier. 

Raine handed both to me. “I thought you were just playing hard to get. I didn’t expect you were actually leaving.” 

Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine I would feel gratitude toward my former rival. If Raine didn’t come, I probably would have been locked in this bedroom until the wedding. 

I glanced into the living room. There was no sign of Bruno, just some warm food left on the table. He must have sent Raine to get me something to eat. 

Relieved, I grabbed my suitcase and phone and made a beeline straight for the door. 

As I passed by Raine, I paused for a moment and murmured, “Thank you.” 

She scoffed. “What are you thanking me for? I can’t wait for you to leave. Do you know that I’m pregnant?” 

I froze for a moment. 

Raine took out her phone and showed me an ultrasound report. 

“It’s Bruno’s child. I don’t want my baby to be born illegitimately. If it weren’t for you, I’d have married him long ago. That’s why I sent you that message. I didn’t want you to wake up so quickly, but I didn’t expect you to love him that much.” 

She spoke with a gentle smile, recounting her past. Her words had lost all the resentment from when she sent that message. It even carried a hint of pity. 

I glanced at her slightly bulging belly, silent. She probably thought I loved Bruno so much that I would grant him his wish, even at the cost of myself.