I Left My Husband After Getting Pregnant

My husband’s first love and I got pregnant at the same time. My husband stepped forward without hesitation and said that her baby was his.

But my baby became someone everyone cursed and called a bastard. Just because two months ago, she and I were kidnapped at the same time. That whole night, the unfinished building was filled with our cries for help.

I had an AIDS certificate in my bag for self-defense, so the kidnappers did not dare to touch me.

I stared at my husband, trying to find even a little emotion on his cold face.

“You clearly know this baby was already there before the kidnapping. Why do you not believe me?”

My husband looked at me with disgust. “You are willing to tell any lie just to protect your own name. That is disgusting.”

Later, the hospital proved that the baby in my belly was my husband’s.

But my husband still got angry and slapped me. “Tyara, you did not save Elise because she is my first love. You are a cruel woman, just like your mother. No wonder your father cheated.”

I looked at him in shock. For the first time, he felt like a stranger to me.

I once told him everything with full trust, but it became the fuel he used to shame me and my parents.

I suddenly realized that in ten years of marriage to Geff, I was the only one still living in the joke called “love.”

From the beginning to the end, the only person he ever cared about was Elise.

Since that was the truth, then I would give him one last gift — freedom.

***

“Geff, my stomach hurts…”

In the dark warehouse, Geff kicked the door open with his men.

My eyes lit up. I struggled and called out to the man at the door.

But Geff only gave me a quick glance. Then he saw Elise not far away, her clothes torn into pieces, her body full of wounds.

Geff’s eyes widened, and his face turned pale at once. “Elise!”

He rushed to the woman who was almost unconscious. His legs nearly gave out.

I stared at his reaction in a daze. The calm and steady man finally lost control for the first time. Then a sharp pain in my lower belly pulled me back to reality.

Under my skirt, blood was flowing out non stop, and the strong pain made it hard for me to even breathe. I struggled to reach out and said with great effort, “Geff, my stomach… blood…”

Geff picked up Elise in his arms and turned around.

Our gazes locked. I looked at him, begging silently, while his eyes remained icy and distant.

His deep eyes were unusually cold.

All the words I wanted to say got stuck in my throat. After ten years of marriage, I could almost read every look in his eyes.

The doubt in his gaze hurt me deeply. I looked down at my still mostly clean skirt.

“I had an AIDS certificate in my bag for self-defense, so they did not dare touch me… Geff, I really knew nothing about this.”

I tried to grab him, but the tearing pain below my body left me with no strength.

A trace of disgust flashed in Geff’s eyes. He turned to the door and shouted, “Doctor! Where is the doctor?”

I lay on the ground and slowly lifted my head. All I saw was Geff holding the girl tightly and running to the door, calling Elise’s name again and again.

I opened my mouth, but my heart felt like it was being cut by a knife. My throat was so tight that I could not speak.

All this time, Geff never showed many emotions in front of me. I thought he was just a quiet, cold man who did not talk much. But now, seeing how panicked he was, my chest felt so heavy I could hardly breathe.

So he was someone who was afraid to lose someone.

I dragged my weak lower body and slowly crawled to the warehouse door. Then I heard Geff talking to someone.

“Sir, Miss Heggart is stable now. We should go check on Mrs. Sincle.”

“No need. She planned this to hurt Elise. She deserves to die.”

I looked at the shadows moving on the ground and froze in place.

Geff’s words were like an invisible knife, cutting deep into my heart and destroying my last bit of hope.

I wanted to call for help, but the pain in my body and heart was too much. I could not even move.

Before I lost consciousness, I seemed to hear Geff say, “Leave her here and let her think about what she did. She must pay for everything she has done.”

When I woke up, I smelled disinfectant. A familiar woman’s voice came to my ears. “So lucky. You actually woke up?”

My blurry vision slowly became clear, and Elise’s face appeared in front of me.

I wanted to speak, but the pain in my throat made me swallow my words.

Elise played carelessly with the drip tube in her hand, pulling the needle in my vein and stirring it around.

I frowned and let out a low groan.

“Do not look at me like that. Geff trusts me, that is all.” Elise leaned closer, her voice proud and smug. “I only helped you see who Geff truly loves.”

I stared at her and said hoarsely, “Aren’t you afraid Geff will find out the truth?”

“The truth?” Elise laughed as if she had just heard a big joke. “I am pregnant. Geff said he would not let me be embarrassed, so he already told everyone that this baby is his.”

“And your baby…” Elise poked my belly hard, “…is a bastard.”

She laughed wildly, while I stared at her in shock, unable to say a word.

“Go ahead and tell everyone. Let us see if Geff will believe your silly ‘truth.’”

Watching Elise walk away, I stared at my belly in a daze. So that stomach pain was because I was pregnant?

But then I thought about how Geff was willing to give up even his own child for Elise.

The joy in my heart disappeared at once.

I stared at the tree branches outside the window. After a while, I took out my phone and made a call.

“I agree to what you said. Come and pick me up now.”