Page 1 of My husband and his female friend have an ambiguous relationship

Before the words had even finished leaving her mouth.

Oscar raised the half-eaten cucumber he was holding and smacked Janice's hand:

"Shut up, will you? Your skills are amateur hour compared to my wife's!"

Janice laughed and took the cucumber, biting into it suggestively:

"I must say, it's about the same size."

They burst into laughter, as if an invisible barrier had formed, isolating me from the group.

No one looked at me.

No one seemed to care about my feelings.

It was as if I, five months pregnant, was just an unwanted prop that shouldn't be there.

The game continued, and this time Oscar lost.

The card read: "French kiss someone of the opposite sex for three minutes."

There were only two women present - me and Janice.

But they all instinctively pushed Oscar towards Janice.

"Come on, we all agreed it's just a game! Only an idiot would take it seriously!"

He was laughing, she was giggling, and a group of people raised their phones to take photos and videos.

I couldn't take it anymore. I picked up my glass and smashed it on the ground.

The shattering glass silenced the room.

In the dead quiet, I slowly stood up, steadying myself against the pain in my back. My voice was eerily calm: "Want to play something more exciting?"

"I'll help you!"

I took out my phone and dialed 911.

"Hello, officer? There's a group engaging in lewd behavior here..."

Oscar was the first to react, rushing over to grab my phone:

"Vivien, have you lost your mind? It's just a game, why are you overreacting?"

I looked at his hand still resting on Janice's waist and suddenly laughed, tears spilling out without warning:

"Oscar, when the baby is born, how do you plan to explain this?"

"That daddy can't keep it in his pants, and mommy is a complete idiot?"

Oscar's face darkened as he shielded the pouting Janice behind him, his voice barely containing his anger:

"You're going too far. We said it was just a game!"

If this counts as a game, then I certainly can't play.

I turned to leave.

Oscar grabbed my wrist:

"My friends threw this party specially to celebrate your pregnancy. Do you have to ruin the mood like this?"

Hah, friends again.

"Slap!"

I turned and slapped him hard across the face.

The entire room fell silent.

Janice stepped forward and pulled Oscar into her arms, patting his head.

"Listen to mommy, don't talk back!"

She smiled helplessly:

"Sis, Oscar and I have been best friends since we were kids running around naked together. He doesn't see me as a woman at all! Don't take it so seriously!"

She pushed Oscar towards me as if suddenly realizing something:

"Hurry up and apologize to your wife. She's pregnant, if this keeps up, everyone will suffer."

With one sentence, she made everyone else look at me with disdain.

Oscar stood there stiffly, refusing to lower his head.

Janice leaned in and whispered something in his ear, giggling.

He smirked, then reluctantly looked at me.

"It's my fault, happy now?"

The nausea hit me like a wave.

I left the room without looking back.

I didn't expect Oscar to follow me out.

The whole way, my stomach cramped painfully, but all I could hear were his complaints.

"Did pregnancy make you stupid? Janice is my friend, how can you be jealous of her!"

"Why don't you just tie me to your waist like a dog? You're suspicious of everyone anyway!"

"Use your brain and think about it. If there was really something between us, would she dare to say it out loud?!"

Something in my chest shattered completely.

"You're right, there's nothing between you. I'm just being a bitch." I shouted, my whole body shaking.

"I've been tolerating you two for a long time!"

All the past grievances felt like slaps across my face.

Only I knew how much hurt this final straw had piled onto.

"Oscar, let me tell you, when I was hospitalized for appendicitis, you were with her getting manicures. When I was bleeding and on bed rest to save the pregnancy, you were with her playing claw machines. Every time I needed you, you were with your female best friend, up until today!"

I gasped for air, tears blurring my vision.

"She casually mentioned those unspeakable things right in front of me, and you acted like nothing happened and continued flirting with her. When I couldn't take it anymore and called the police, you didn't stand by me, but hysterically said I was crazy!"

"From that moment on."

"Oscar, we're over."

No response.

Oscar's gentle voice suddenly rang out:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. I'll protect you."

I turned around.

He was wearing headphones, voice chatting with Janice while they played a game together.