MY EX HUSBAND'S REGRET ( THE WIFE HE DISCARDED)

“Congratulations, Tessa! You’re five months pregnant!” the doctor announced with a bright, welcoming smile.

“Re… really?” she asked, tears gathering in her eyes.

The news left her overwhelmed. After three years of marriage, she was finally expecting a child with her husband.

Her husband, Declan Hudson, had always wanted to have a baby with her. He adored children, and now she was about to give him one of his own.

Perhaps this was God’s special gift to them on their third wedding anniversary.

At that moment, she felt as though she were on top of the world. She was thrilled and couldn’t wait to share the wonderful news with her husband.

“It’s been confirmed. Both you and your baby are doing perfectly well,” the doctor assured her.

“Thank you, Doctor. Thank you.” Tears streamed down her cheeks, not from sadness or pain, but from pure happiness.

“Would you like to listen to your baby’s heartbeat?” the doctor asked.

She nodded eagerly, wiping away her tears.

The doctor chuckled softly and glided the transducer across her belly.

And then she heard it: the tiny yet steady rhythm of her baby’s heartbeat.

It was her child’s heartbeat, the sweetest sound she had ever heard.

After completing the ultrasound, the doctor handed her an envelope containing her pregnancy test results.

She held it firmly as though her life depended on it as she left the hospital.

She returned home immediately to prepare a grand surprise for her husband. She was certain he would be thrilled to learn that she was pregnant.

She felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. She could barely contain her eagerness to share the good news with him.

She tried calling him, but he didn’t answer. An unfamiliar feeling crept over her, but she pushed it aside and sent him a text instead. After all, they had plans to have dinner that evening.

His only reply was, “I’m busy. I might not make it.”

She reassured herself that he would still come and was simply teasing her.

Three hours passed. She glanced at her wristwatch and realized it was almost nine o’clock in the evening.

The hall was beautifully arranged, with dim lighting that created a romantic atmosphere. Candlelight shimmered against the polished wine glasses.

A maid passing by cast a sympathetic glance at her. Tessa forced a smile, concealing the uneasiness growing within her.

Then, just as she was about to call his number again, she recognized the familiar sound of his footsteps.

She sighed in relief, but her expression changed almost immediately when she saw him.

Declan walked in with a woman holding his hand, their fingers intertwined. Tessa’s gaze travelled up to the woman’s face. She was beautiful and wore a short gown that barely covered her thighs.

“Sophia…” Her sister’s name escaped Tessa’s lips before she could stop herself.

Her twin sister was supposed to be in Los Angeles for her modelling job. Tessa was completely stunned.

Declan stopped in front of her, his expression cold, while Sophia stared at her with deep resentment.

“Tessa,” he said formally, without the warmth and affection that had once accompanied her name.

Tears gathered in Tessa’s eyes, threatening to spill over.

“What’s going on?” she demanded, staring at them.

Declan smirked and pressed a gentle kiss to Sophia’s lips before turning his attention back to Tessa.

“You know, Tessa, before I met you, she was the woman I loved…”

“I asked you a straightforward question!” Tessa snapped.

Sophia gave a faint smile, gripping Declan’s hand tightly as though she owned him.

“Tessa, there’s no need to make such a fuss about this. The truth is, Sophia and I have been together for three years now,” he explained.

The world seemed to spin around her.

Three years.

Sophia had been the first woman Declan had met and fallen in love with, but she had refused his proposal. Meanwhile, Tessa had stood by him, supporting him through every success and helping him pick up the pieces whenever he fell.

“And I’m carrying his child, the baby you’ve failed to give him all these years!” Sophia stated bluntly.

“What?” Tessa whispered, her voice barely audible.

“And before long, the Hudson family will have an heir!”

“Declan, today is our third wedding anniversary…” Tessa began, but he interrupted her in a cold voice.

“Yes, I’m aware of that,” he answered indifferently. “That’s precisely why we decided that today would be the perfect day to tell you the truth.”

Today?

On their anniversary?

Tessa shifted uneasily. Of all the days he could have chosen, why today?

Her chest tightened, and she stumbled backward.

It hadn’t been an accident. Everything had been arranged deliberately. They had done it on purpose.

A terrible sense of dread tightened around her heart. Fear crept in, not suddenly or sharply, but slowly, consuming her from within.

She was pregnant, and her sister was also carrying a child by the same man.

No, this had to be a nightmare.

She blinked, hoping things would change, but everything remained the same.

“We were married, yet you were having an affair with my sister,” she said, clutching her stomach.

“I never loved you, Tessa! After Sophia turned down my proposal, I tried to move on, but somehow, I found myself back in her arms!” he shouted.

He had never loved her. All his care, attention, and affection throughout the past three years had been nothing but a pretence.

Oh, no!

She refused to accept that this was happening to her. Perhaps she was dreaming. She blinked again, but nothing changed.

This was real!

“Don’t blame him, Tessa. You’re the one at fault. Why would you marry him when you knew he was in love with me?” Sophia asked.

Anger and heartbreak overwhelmed Tessa. She raised her hand and struck Sophia hard across the face.

“You shameless woman! How could you betray me like this?” she shouted furiously as tears slipped from the corners of her eyes.

“Hey!” Declan yelled before immediately slapping her in return.

Tessa pressed her palm against her cheek while Sophia smiled, despite the pain the slap had caused her.

“Baby, are you alright?” Declan asked with concern.

“Declan, you slapped me!” Tessa cried, her voice breaking.

He didn’t hesitate to answer.

“Yes, and I’ll do it over and over again if you hurt my wife!”

His wife?

She was his wife!

That pushed Tessa over the edge. She lifted her hands, but Sophia caught her wrist before she could slap Declan.

He smiled as Sophia forcefully shoved Tessa’s hands away.

Tessa staggered slightly.

“Don’t you dare!” Sophia warned, glaring at her.

Tessa drew in a sharp breath as tears flowed freely down her cheeks.

“He’s my man, and you no longer have any right to touch him. Pull yourself together. Even if he chose me, it doesn’t mean your life is over. Move on and stay out of his life. He doesn’t want you anymore. Stop behaving like a slut!” Sophia shouted angrily.

She paused to take a deep breath before smiling and briefly wrapping her arms around Declan.

“Thank you, darling,” she murmured.

Declan kissed her forehead before turning his angry gaze towards Tessa.

“Let’s not prolong this any further, Tessa,” he said, slipping his hand into his pocket and pulling out an envelope.

“Sign these!” He flung the papers towards her.

“What are these?” Tessa asked in a trembling voice.

Sophia wore a smug smile.

“Divorce papers,” Declan replied coldly.

His words shattered her heart, leaving it in pieces on the cold marble floor.