Chapter 1
After marrying a cold, emotionally distant husband and raising a similarly distant son, I finally got pregnant wit
girl.
At the dinner table. I cautiously asked my son whether he would like a little sister.
But he just shook his head.
‘I already have a little sister.”
My eyes widened. I thought he was joking.
We didn’t even have a stuffed doll in the house. Where could he possibly have gotten a sister?
Then my husband suddenly spoke up.
‘I had an affair. She’s pregnant now.”
We did an amniocentesis yesterday. It’s a girl.”
[ froze.
My husband looked at me, his voice slow and deliberate.
‘I’m keeping the child. She’s young and healthy, so the baby should be strong.”
My heart felt like it was being crushed in a giant fist.
The prenatal test report I had hidden behind my back suddenly felt heavy, making it hard to breathe
“Why?
Pushing down the storm of emotions inside me. I forced myself to speak
I couldn’t believe that my husband of over a decade would just announce he was cheating
Meeting my gaze Gregory Vance showed no sign of thinching
‘Six months ago. I was drugged 1 accidentally slept with yourta
1 paid her off at the time but the girl got kurky and ended up
A smile tugged at the corner of his lips
“When our son heard it was a girl he begged me to keep her
“You have no idea how happy he was that day.”
The man’s laugh was light, but I felt a chill seep into my heart.
I turned to look at my son. There was no guilt on his face.
“I wanted a little sister. It doesn’t matter who gives birth to her.”
Tears started streaming down my face, uncontrollably.
I truly couldn’t believe it. How could my husband and son, who I thought loved me more than anything, turn out like
this?
Gregory sighed and handed me his silk handkerchief.
“Is this really necessary? This is how things work in our social circle. I thought you would have gotten used to it by now
“Don’t worry. Once the baby is born, I’ll send the girl abroad. She won’t threaten your position.”
I pushed his hand away, lowering my head to stifle my sobs.
Just yesterday, I was the most envied woman in our circle.
A husband who had ieved me faithfully for over a decade, with no scandals.
A son who was an old soul, a business prodigy, rare for his age.
And today, without any warning, they had both betrayed me?
It couldn’t be real.
I rubbed my eyes hard, trying to prove that what just happened was an illusion.
But Gregory pinched my chin and wiped my tears away
“Alright stop making a scene No one knows about the affair except a few friends in the cle
“You ll always be my wife I promise Okay?
It felt like i’d been slapped in the lace burdenly I was wide awake
My hand went to thy lower badly the timing of the new fituar pasi teft uelty mus
Gregory frowned and tried to pull the into a hug but I loved home was hand
‘Get away from me Stay back! You take the sit
He held up his hands and stepped back a few parve
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‘Fine, I won’t touch you How about you let our son try to talk some sense into you?
Tears dripped onto the back of my hand I suddenly stood up and shoved the table over in a sudden burst of rage
‘I want a divorce
‘I refuse to raise the child of some other woman.”
The air turned deathly silent. The way Gregory looked at me turned cold. My son’s face was full of disappointment
“Mom, if you want a divorce, then go ahead. I’m not going with you.”
“And if you walk out that door today, then tomorrow, Aubrey will be my new mom.”
The last bit of strength I had drained out of me. I stood there, wondering if I’d heard the name wrong
“Who did you just say?”
Aubrey Williams. She was a student at the college where I taught. A girl who got pregnant and dropped out of school the
second she found out.
I had even tried to counsel her, telling her to focus on her education.
Aubrey just sneered at me.
Come on. Professor. My husband is loaded. He can afford to raise eight or ten kids.
At the time. I just felt disappointed.
But I never imagined she was carrying my husband’s child
My nose burned with a sharp sour feeling I choked out the words
“Why why did it have to be one of my students ?
Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
