Chapter 5

The doctor was convinced that her ex-husband was the father. As he carefully cross-referenced her medical records, every calculation brought them right back to the specific days she had slept with her ex-husband. The dates matched her ovulation cycle perfectly.

Seeing her panic, the doctor asked directly why she was so convinced her younger lover could be the father.

She remembered the night vividly. It was right after his graduation celebration. Her period had just ended when they met up. They had both had too much to drink, and one thing had led to another in bed. Throughout their five-year affair, he had always been meticulous about using the withdrawal method because both of them understood the terrifying risks of an unexpected pregnancy. Their relationship was strictly forbidden—culturally unacceptable and fraught with severe societal consequences. Neither could ever afford the risk.

The terrifying reality was that neither of them could remember if he had pulled out in time that night or if the alcohol had made him careless. That single memory gap threw everything into agonizing uncertainty.

“Miss Vale, medically speaking, there is a very high probability that your ex-husband is the father,” the doctor explained calmly. “According to my calculations, the night you slept with your boyfriend fell well outside your fertile window. If he usually pulled out, it is far more likely he did so that night as well.”

“Doctor, we cannot afford to take chances!” she pleaded, her voice trembling. “I cannot be carrying his children. No way. It will ruin my life, his life, and the lives of our families if I give birth to his babies.”

Noticing her distress, the doctor gently recommended a counseling session to help her clear her mind and process the overwhelming shock.

Sitting there, she began to curse the very day she had met her lover. She had always known their affair was dangerous, but she had never imagined a moment like this—where she would look back on five years of intense passion with utter regret. In that room, the deep love she had carried for him morphed into a bitter resentment. She wished with every fiber of her being that this nightmare was just a bad dream she could wake up from.

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she wept in the doctor’s office. She confessed how much she wished things were different—that this pregnancy had happened under peaceful, honorable circumstances. She barely recognized her own body anymore, yet a small part of her knew she needed to guard her health, just in case she ended up keeping the pregnancy.

“I still need to perform a prenatal DNA test,” she insisted firmly. She knew non-invasive prenatal DNA testing would be extremely expensive, but she was willing to pay whatever it took to get absolute certainty. Above all, she was determined to ensure she was only aborting if the babies belonged to her boyfriend.

Abortion was something she had never imagined considering in her life. Raised in a devout Christian home where terminating a pregnancy was viewed as a grave sin, the thought had always been unthinkable. Yet now, she was ready to go through with it without a second thought if the babies turned out to be her lover’s.

Acknowledging her determination, the doctor provided her with the contact details of a specialized clinic that performed non-invasive prenatal DNA testing.

She took the phone number and scheduled an appointment immediately. She knew she had to take her boyfriend with her to the clinic; he was eager to undergo the test. He wanted the pregnancy terminated so badly that he had been calling her constantly, urging her to finalize the abortion.

She decided not to inform her ex-husband about the DNA test just yet. All she needed right now was her boyfriend's sample. If the results came back negative and confirmed he was not the father, she would know with 100% certainty that the twins belonged to her ex-husband—a truth that would change everything.

Yet, underlying her plan was a quiet, looming dread. If the DNA test proved the babies were her ex-husband's, her five-year affair with her boyfriend would instantly crumble. He would finally discover that for an entire year, she had been secretly sleeping with her ex-husband behind his back.