Merry Christmas, My Cheating Fiancé：His Pregnant Student Texted Me First

Eight years. 999 burgundy roses. A diamond promise. I thought Julian Carter was the perfect long-distance fiancé, until I flew to Paris on Christmas Eve to surprise him and caught him kissing another woman under the tree.Her name is Chloe. His student. Pregnant. He's been with her for six of our eight years.Then he drained our wedding fund, my father's surgery money—to pay her tuition.So I boarded a plane home, sent the evidence to his university, and watched his perfect life burn from 30,000 feet.He'll come crawling back. They always do. But this Christmas, I'm the one granting wishes.