h4Chapter 793: 793-Betrayed While Pregnant/h4

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    "What is going on?" I demanded, hands on my waist.

    "Nothing," she insisted, but her voice started to break down.

    "No, something is up. You guys need to tell me," I pressed again, this time with a lot more force.

    "Nothing, I told you," Jenny stuttered.

    So I turned to Lamar. "You told her not to tell me, right? What is it, Lamar?" I didn’t like that he was hiding things from me. The way he scratched the back of his neck made me believe it was something really serious.

    "You’re pregnant and we don’t want you to worry about it. But you’re right. Maybe you should know," he muttered, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose.

    Whatever it was, it had to be serious or else Lamar wouldn’t have such a hard time telling me. We had shared so many secrets, so many painful memories, it made no sense he was this worried.

    "You tell me," I pushed, trying to sound normal as if I was fine. He could share anything with me.

    So he did.

    "I think Professor Norman has been giving therapy to Lucy a lot ever since he returned," Lamar said with great pauses, raising the anxiety in my body. But the news itself broke me instantly. My smile faded, though I nodded, trying to steady my voice.

    "Oh yeah, I know," I whispered. The two looked at each other and sighed in relief.

    "Yeah, I know," I repeated.

    However, I noticed Lamar’s relief started to fade.

    "So, we’ll go and see what Gavin is doing. Do you want us toe inside with you?" he asked, already knowing I was going after Norman.

    "No, I’ll do it myself." With a broken smile, I gestured to him that I would be fine. I turned and started walking toward the academy. I had a feeling I was about to see something that would either anger me or break me so much I’d never be able to trust anyone again.

    With every step I took toward the academy, I felt anxiety build up in me. It didn’t make any sense. Why would Norman not tell me? I remembered when she kissed him on the cheek and he didn’t say anything. In rtionships, things like that can cause a lot of trouble. You can’t just hide them for the sake of protecting your partner. Because if it happens repeatedly, then it’s not about protecting them, it’s because you’re guilty. And that is cheating.

    I had so much going on, and with Cora silent inside me, I had no one else to speak to. I could talk to Norman’s brothers about it, but I didn’t want to go gossiping about him to them.

    When I reached the academy, I saw it was dark since no sses were being held. The whole ce looked abandoned and lonely. I took a deep breath and headed for the big office, where I could hear noises inside. cing a hand on the door handle, I pushed it open with force.

    And what I saw blew my mind. Norman was standing by the window, his back turned, his face toward the door where I stood. Lucy was in front of him, her hands behind her back, wearing denim shorts so short half her butt was showing.

    "Tell me, how much do you like me?" she demanded. When I stepped inside, she jumped and turned to look at me. Norman’s smile faded instantly. He tapped her elbow gently, asking her to step aside, and she did.

    "What is going on here?" I stormed in, breathing hard with anger.

    "What? Calm down, Missy," Lucy said, folding her arms across her chest.

    I didn’t care. I lunged at her, remembering how betrayed she felt when Gavin cheated on her. And here she was, trying to steal my mate. Suddenly she wasn’t Sydney’s friend anymore. All I saw was the friend I had tried to be there for so many times, and the friend who let me down again and again.

    Before I could reach her, Norman stepped between us, spreading his arms as if to stop me from touching her. It broke me right there.

    "Seriously, you’re hiding her behind your back?" My voice cracked. I wanted to ster on a sarcastic smile, but I couldn’t even manage that.

    "You’re just angry right now, so calm down," Norman said. His face looked sour, like I had ruined his mood.

    "No, I want to know what is going on here," I snapped, pointing at him and then at Lucy. She smirked behind him, looking so cocky I hated it.

    He had let me down. She wasn’t the one who cheated on me. He did.

    "Don’t you know what goes on here? I give her therapy." Norman’s voice was harsh, and it upset me so much because it made Lucy’s smile even brighter, like she was realizing just how much he would stand up for her.

    "I fucking heard her ask you if you like her. And the way you two were standing so close..." I stepped back, cing a hand on my forehead.

    "Hnie,e on, calm down." Norman’s attitude shifted instantly. He reached for me, but I pped his hand away.

    "Fucking don’t say a word," I snapped, pointing at him.

    "Hey, don’t be rude to him. He’s not just your husband, he’s also a professor, a very respected one. You can’t juste in here and insult him in front of all his students. How could someone be so dense?" Lucy yelled. The way she threw those words at me, after so long of no one daring to demean me, made me want to smack the shit out of Norman. It was because of the courage he gave her that she was insulting me now.

    "Back off," Norman warned her, turning his face to the side.

    "Really? And here you were convincing me you would stand up for me. Was that a lie?" Lucy hissed, grabbing her purse from the side table.

    "What did she just say?" I demanded, staring at Norman as he closed his eyes and clenched his jaw.

    "Lucy, wait." He ignored me and started after her.

    I grabbed his arm. "Tell me, what does she mean by that? What is going on?" I pressed.

    He gently held my hand, freed himself, and mouthed ter’ before storming after her.

    I was left in the dark in the office with nothing but a broken heart while my husband ran after Lucy.