Eight Years of Maybe One Day of I Do—Bride Swapped Deal With It novel Chapter 63

Chapter 2

Brett looked like I’d slapped him.

“Sloane, did the hospital mess with your brain? I’m your HUSBAND!”

“I came all the way here to check on you, even brought you stuff, and this is how you act?”

Tessa jumped right in to stir the pot.

“Seriously, Sloane-you’re so ungrateful.”

“Brett was worried you’d keep leaking, so he went to the store and fought crowds for those clearance diapers. Do you know how long that line

was?”

“Women like you get spoiled rotten. You don’t appreciate anything men do for you.”

I spoke slowly. “Tessa Vaughn, if you care about him so much, if you’re so understanding, why don’t you marry him yourself?”

The room went dead silent.

Tessa’s face froze, then she put on this wounded victim act.

“Brett… did you hear what she just said?”

“We’re just friends since childhood. He’s like my brother…”

“If I wanted him, I would’ve been with him years ago. You wouldn’t even be in the picture.”

“Why is your mind so dirty? Can’t men and women just be friends anymore?”

Brett panicked immediately.

He fumbled for tissues in his pocket, trying to wipe her fake tears.

“Don’t cry, Tessa. She’s just not thinking straight after pregnancy.”

Then he spun around sharply.

“Sloane! Apologize to Tessa right now!”

“We’re completely innocent! There’s nothing going on!”

“You don’t understand anything. Tessa’s basically a tomboy, always been careless like that. She doesn’t even see me as a man.”

Right. I don’t understand.

I don’t get why she can drink from a married man’s water bottle and sit in his passenger seat.

I don’t get why when his wife was dying, he could break every rule to get his childhood sweetheart to a concert.

“I’m not apologizing.”

“I didn’t do anything wrong. Why should I?”

Tessa sniffled dramatically.

“Fine, whatever. It’s my fault, okay? To make it up to you, I’ll treat you both to Pizza tonight!”

“I know this new place. Super good.”

That’s how she treats someone who just lost a baby.

Brett ate it up and his anger melted away.

“See? Look at how mature Tessa is! And look at you!”

He pointed at me, furious and disappointed.

“She’s letting it go and even offering to treat you to dinner. The least you could do is say thank you.”

I closed my eyes, exhausted beyond words.

“I need to rest. Please leave.”

Brett’s face darkened again.

“Sloane, don’t push your luck. Tessa’s being nice and you’re acting all high and mighty?”

He grabbed Tessa’s hand and pulled her toward the door.

“Fine. If she doesn’t want to eat, we will!”

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