My Husband’s Schoolgirl Caused Me to Lose My Child

I moved my lips without saying anything and smiled to myself. Typical slap followed by a candy. Unfortunately, this time, he slapped me on the heart and no amount of apologies or anything else could make up for it. Back then, if he hadn’t made it clear that he had let go of the past, I would never have confessed my feelings to him

Half-asleep, I felt someone tuck the quilt around me. I didn’t open my eyes; the tears at the corners of my eyes soaked the pillowcase.

When I woke up the next day, he was no longer on the bench. I laughed contemptuously—there was no way he’d gone to the office this early in the morning. He probably went to report back to that woman again.

After washing up, the nurse informed me that the attending doctor had arrived. Worried about my baby’s condition, I didn’t bother to get breakfast and went directly to the doctor's office.

Just as I reached the door, I heard a familiar voice from inside. Startled, I took two steps back.

The attending doctor was Adam’s schoolmate, Celine Smith.

“Celine, does your stomach still hurt? I brought you breakfast. Take a look and see what you like.”Adam laid out several breakfast dishes on the table, urging celine to eat.

Celine, covering her stomach, still looked a bit pale. She glanced at the spread and chuckled, “Senior, how can I eat so much?”

Adam smiled warmly, a softness in his gaze that I had never seen before.

“You eat first. If you can’t finish it, I’ll bring the rest back to Clara.”

I stepped back, trying to suppress the sourness building in my chest. My knuckles gripping the wall turned white. So, she would get the leftovers before it was my turn. Adam really had the nerve to do this.

“Thank you, but I shouldn't have posted that update yesterday,” she said. “I heard she’s planning to have an abortion. Is everything okay between you two?”

Celine sipped her congee without a hint of guilt on her face. Adam shook his head indifferently and wiped the soup from the corner of her mouth with a tissue.

“It’s fine. She’s just talking. I heard from the nurse that she’s still concerned about the child’s condition.”

His movements were natural and practiced. Celine didn’t resist, either. It was clear this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened.

Cold sorrow flooded my heart like a wave and the tears misting my eyes blurred my vision.

“Why don’t you go in? Dr. Celine is inside.” A passing nurse kindly reminded me.

The sound wasn’t loud enough to startle the two people inside, who were gazing at each other with affection.

They snapped out of their moment and quickly pulled apart. After a brief moment of panic, Celine forced a smile at me.

“Sister-in-law, you haven’t had breakfast yet. Don’t be shy, sit down and join us,” she said, pulling out a stool.

However, she conveniently leaned backward into Adam ’s arms, who quickly supported her.

“I’m sorry, sister-in-law,” she said sweetly.

“Don’t misunderstand. Yesterday, I had menstrual cramps and Senior insisted on taking me to a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I accidentally soiled my skirt on the way and Senior bought me a change of clothes and washed my old ones for me. He’s so considerate and gentle... Sister-in-law, I’m so envious of you.”

Celine’s voice was soft and sweet, her words perfectly calculated. But I clearly heard the smugness hidden beneath her polite tone.

Adam, clearly nervous, quickly interjected, “It’s nothing. Your sister-in-law isn’t the petty type, right, Celine?”

His words were full of hints, as if I didn’t know what was going on unless I played along.

“Really? As long as you two are happy,” I replied, sarcasm dripping from my voice.

Celine’s expression stiffened, her eyes reddening as she looked at him pitifully, as though she had been wronged by the heavens.

“Clara, how can you talk like that?” Adam frowned, his voice tinged with reprimand.

I just stared at him calmly, wondering how far he would go for Celine.

“Senior, don’t be so harsh. You’re scaring sister-in-law,” Celine said, pulling me to sit down, smiling as she tried to smooth things over.

“Don’t touch me. Stop pretending to be nice!” I pushed her away, my patience worn thin.

She didn’t put up much of a fight but fell dramatically to the floor, clutching her stomach in exaggerated pain.

“Celine, are you okay?” Adam exclaimed.

“If anything happens to her, I won’t let you off!” he roared at me.

A gust of wind seemed to sweep past as he pushed me away. I stumbled, my stomach slamming into the sharp edge of the table. A sharp pain shot through my abdomen and blood began to flow steadily from between my legs.

“Help!” I cried, curling up on the ground in agony, reaching out to him for assistance.

Adam, however, rushed to lift Celine, ensuring she was okay before turning to me.

“Clara!” He finally noticed the crimson staining my body, his pupils constricting in shock, his eyes wide with horror.