Chapter 5

I found myself at the hospital.

At first, I was confused. The bright white lights above me made my head ache terribly, and the strong smell of drugs and disinfectant filled my nose. The moment reality settled in, fear gripped me instantly, and tears rushed down my cheeks uncontrollably.

Pamela quickly held my hand, trying to calm me down.

“You have to calm down, Mary. This isn’t good for your health,” she said softly. “Tell me what happened?”

But I couldn’t say a word.

Everything had happened too fast.

My head throbbed painfully, and my body felt weak. I still couldn’t understand why I had suddenly collapsed on the street.

“What did the doctor say?” I asked weakly. “What did she say caused my collapse?”

Pamela looked at me silently for a 

moment.

It was obvious she didn’t want to say anything, but the fear and confusion on my face forced her to.

Slowly, she handed me the doctor’s report.

My hands trembled as I collected it.

“You’re four weeks pregnant, Mary,” she said quietly. “You’re carrying a child.”

Those words hit me like a sharp object crashing into my chest.

“I… I…” my lips trembled violently. “How… how is that even possible?”

I stared at the paper in disbelief as though it were some horrible mistake. Tears blurred my vision almost immediately.

“You always had sex with Alex,"I said carefully. “Why are you not expecting a child?”

“I’m on drugs, remember?”and Alex and I never had raw sex. We always used protection.”

My breathing became uneven.

“What am I going to do now?” I whispered brokenly, tears falling heavily from my eyes.

Pamela immediately pulled me closer.

“You’ll be fine,” she assured me softly. “You have me and Alex. We’ll take care of you.”

That only made me cry harder.

“Where am I supposed to find Jordan?” I sobbed painfully. “I don’t even know his last name. What have I gotten myself into?”

The tears kept rushing uncontrollably down my face, soaking my neck and chest.

At that moment, regret hit me harder than anything I had ever felt before.

I regretted meeting Jordan.

I regretted that night at the club.

And most of all, I regretted letting him touch me.

Jordan’s POV

It had been six months since I started looking for Mary.

I searched everywhere.

Her former workplace.

The club where we met.

Even the hotel.

But she was nowhere to be found.

I knew I could never marry her, yet I still couldn’t get her out of my head.

There was something about Mary I had never experienced with any other woman before.

I had slept with countless women, but none of them stayed in my mind the way she did.

I never slept with the same woman twice.

Even my girlfriend barely got my attention more than twice a month.

But Mary…

Mary was different.

That woman did things to me that no one else ever had.

She drove me crazy without even trying.

She wasn’t even scared the first night we slept together. She rode me confidently, taking every inch of me like she had known me forever.

When I met Ifeoma years ago, she wasn’t even a virgin, yet she couldn’t handle me the way Mary did.

What happened to my little fox?

I leaned back in my car with frustration building inside me.

Maybe I should just forget about her and move on.

After all, life was too short to stay obsessed with one woman.

Still…

No matter how many women came around me, none of them felt like her.

It didn’t take long before I arrived at my company after receiving an urgent call.

I parked my car and entered the building, only to find my mother standing beside Vivian.

Vivian and I had been dating for four months now.

My mother adored her completely.

She had always wanted me to marry a woman from the wealthy Dangodey family.

Vivian’s father was one of the most powerful businessmen in the country, with investments linked to foreign companies. His name alone was enough to intimidate people.

And Vivian happened to be his only daughter.

Yet despite everything, I felt absolutely nothing for her.

As I approached them, I ignored the bright smile on Vivian’s face.

“I told you never to bring her to my company,” I whispered angrily to my mother.”

“She’s your girlfriend,” my mother whispered back calmly. “Now stop embarrassing me and welcome her properly.”

I stood there silently for a few seconds before forcing a fake smile onto my face.

Then I walked over to Vivian and gave her a brief hug.

We exchanged greetings before heading home together.

Mary’s POV

Three months had passed since I started antenatal care.

Life slowly became easier.

I had managed to get a photography job despite having no qualifications, and surprisingly, bookings started coming in steadily.

For the first time in a long while, things were beginning to work out for me.

I had even saved enough money to move into a huge three-bedroom apartment.

At least my baby and I would be comfortable.

Today was my hospital checkup, and I had finally decided to find out my baby’s gender.

I received a text from Pamela.

“Are you ready, my love? We’re downstairs.”

“I’ll be down in three minutes,” I replied.

Honestly, Pamela and Alex had made everything easier for me.

At the hospital, Pamela insisted the baby was a girl, while Alex argued proudly that it was definitely a boy because my stomach was growing fast and I ate too much.

The doctor laughed at our arguments as she applied cold gel to my stomach before moving the scanner gently across it.

“You’ll see the gender yourselves,” she said with a smile, her eyes fixed on the screen. “I won’t say anything.”

We all stared eagerly at the monitor.

Then suddenly—

“There!” Alex shouted excitedly.

A tiny penis appeared clearly on the screen.

Pamela and I immediately burst into laughter while Alex celebrated proudly like he had won a championship.

“I told you!” he yelled happily.

The joy in the room felt warm and peaceful.

At that moment, Alex reacted m

ore like the father than anyone else.

And somehow…

A small part of me wished Jordan was there to see it too.