Pregnant With His Lies

The prenatal report slipped from my hands as if jolted by electricity. No wonder James Hunt was so quick to insist on IVF once I agreed to marry him.Back then, I did not think much of it, assuming he just wanted a child as quickly as possible. Only now did I realize the truth. What he wanted was not a child with me, but with Natasha Smith, my stepsister. For six months, I endured morning sickness, sleepless nights, swelling, and emotional collapse. Yet the baby I carried was not truly mine, but his and Natasha's. I suffered through everything, and now they were planning to take my life as well."Mr. Hunt, here's this month's medication. If she keeps taking it, the baby will absorb nutrients faster and grow stronger. "But if it gets too big, she won't be able to deliver naturally. She'll need a C-section." Through the door, I listened in shock as my husband calmly discussed how to risk my life.My face went pale, and my nails dug hard into the railing along the hospital corr

Although I had already accepted that James didn't love me and even wanted to hurt me, it still tore me apart to see him use a business trip as an excuse to go on a date with Natasha.I didn't want to go tonight, but I knew Natasha too well. If she wanted me to show up, she would make it happen one way or another.Sure enough, not long after, Mom called. "Jenna, you're already six months pregnant, and I haven't seen you since."Since it's your birthday today, you should come over and keep me company. Do you know how I almost died while giving birth to you…"I cut her off, my face expressionless. "That's enough. I'll be there."By dusk, I was standing outside their residence. The door opened to reveal James.The instant he saw me, panic flashed across his face. He looked rattled, stumbling over his words. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be at home resting?"I just stared at him in silence.The man who was supposed to be away on business was standing right in front of me.When J

The moment I texted James back, his call came through almost instantly. But I didn't answer. He could call again after he saw the surprise I left him.Abigail drove me to her place. I had planned to check into a recovery clinic for post-abortion care, but she insisted it wasn't safe. With James' power, no private facility could guarantee to keep him away.She was right, so I stayed with her instead.As I lay in her bed, James finally walked into the operating room I had just left. Blood soaked the sheets.It was as if someone had slammed a hammer into his chest. His knees buckled, and he stumbled back, only to step directly on something soft.The jolt made him leap back in horror, and he widened his eyes in shock.His hands shook as he fumbled for his phone. He could barely hold it, his voice trembling with panic. "Jenna, don't do this. Where are you? Why did you go to the hospital today? We didn't have any tests scheduled!"I let out a weak, bitter laugh. So, James remembered c

Third Person POVTilly collapsed onto the couch.James staggered his way out. He couldn't bear to think about it. Jenna, the woman he had chased for six years, looked strong on the outside but was fragile inside, and had endured so much pain. How much courage had it taken for her to keep living?The misfortune of her youth was followed by the cruel blow he dealt her as an adult. That wound had cut through her entire life."James, you really are a bastard!" he cursed himself. With a sharp crack, he slapped himself hard across the face.A deep red print bloomed across his cheek, but he didn't care. He went straight to find Natasha again. This time, the moment he laid eyes on her, hatred burned inside him.If it hadn't been for her, Jenna would never have suffered so much.James' voice came out low and cold, sounding more furious than ever. "Do you remember now? Was it really Jenna who pushed you into the water that day?"Natasha paled, panic flashing in her eyes. She shook he

"You know I have the power to do so!"That one sentence was enough to make me leave the room. I knew James too well—if forcing me out meant destroying someone else's life, he wouldn't hesitate.I opened the door and looked at him coldly. "James, what exactly do you want? Will you only be satisfied once you've driven me to my death?"The moment I spoke, he started begging me. "Jenna, thank goodness! You're finally willing to see me. You know I didn't mean that. I simply had no other choice. You refused to see me, no matter what I tried. This was the only way left!"He reached for my arm, trying to drag me out with him.Abigail instantly stepped between us, shielding me like a mother hen. "If you've got the guts, ruin my company then. But you're not taking her anywhere today!"I couldn't help but laugh.James froze, staring at me with a dazed, almost tender expression.In the end, I gently pulled Abigail aside before turning to him. "Fine. Let's go downstairs. We'll talk."His f