The Billionaire's Unwanted Wife and Her Twins

Jennifer Hudson

“Congratulations! You’re pregnant. And you’re having twins,” Dr. Gia said with a big smile.

“T-twins?” I asked in surprise, without blinking.

“Yes, twins. You’re already five weeks along.”

Seeing the image of my twins on the ultrasound screen and hearing Dr. Gia’s congratulations made my heart leap with joy and anxiety at the same time.

“Here’s the ultrasound image. You can show this to your husband since he didn’t come with you. I hope for the next checkup, you can come together,” Dr. Gia said as she handed me the ultrasound report.

“Thank you,” I replied as I took the report from her hand.

I stared blankly at the photo for a moment, lost in thought while caressing the image of the twin babies who would be born from my womb eight months later. I never imagined there would be two lives inside me. And those two lives are my babies with Ethan Hill, the man I love so deeply.

Pregnancy news should be a joyful announcement for Ethan and me. But from the very first day of our marriage, Ethan had firmly stated that he didn’t want to have children with me. In fact, he bought birth control pills for me to take every time we were about to have sex.

Because of my carelessness, there was a time when I forgot to take the pill, and as a result, I became pregnant without his permission. However, no matter what, I must tell him about this pregnancy.

After thanking Dr. Gia, I hurried home. On the way, I sent a message to Ethan and asked him to come home early so we could have dinner together and I was going to tell him about this pregnancy news.

Honestly, just imagining his reaction made my heart race. If only he had been hoping for this pregnancy too, things might be very different. However, our marriage was never based on love from the start. So, having a child with me was never in Ethan’s goals.

When I got home, I immediately got busy in the kitchen until dinner was finally ready to be served. A few minutes before dinner, Ethan came home. I greeted him with a warm hug, and he returned it with a brief kiss on my cheek.

Midway through the dinner, it was the perfect time for me to talk to him. But doubt and fear crept into my heart. I was afraid he wouldn’t be able to accept the news of this pregnancy. However, I couldn’t possibly hide it from him forever.

I steeled my resolve and gathered my courage. But before my lips could say a single word, his phone flashed, signaling an incoming message. My eyes inadvertently caught the sender’s name, which looked familiar.

Julia Hudson, my stepsister, had sent a message to my husband.

Curiosity surged through me. Questions swirled in my mind.

Instead of reading the message, Ethan placed his handkerchief over his phone so I couldn’t see anything.

Curious, I asked him. “Why aren’t you replying to the message?”

“Later. It’s not important. What did you want to tell me?” he asked flatly.

I shook my head with a small smile. “Never mind.”

“Okay,” he replied briefly.

After dinner, while Ethan was in the shower, I took his phone and opened the inbox. Then, I saw a long string of messages from Julia instantly. My heart was pounding, and my palms sweat coldly as my index finger approached the first message Julia had sent a few moments ago.

When that message opened, my heart ached as if sliced by a knife, and my soul seemed to float out of my body.

Julia was sending flirty messages to my husband!

With trembling hands, I opened the messages one by one and read every word. Without realizing it, my vision blurred instantly, and clear liquid streamed from the corners of my eyes, soaking my face in the blink of an eye.

Besides the flirty messages, Julia also sent nude photos of herself to Ethan frequently.

My world turned upside down. The pain of betrayal spread throughout my body, making my chest feel tight and my breathing heavy.

Julia has taken everything from me, and she wants to take Ethan away from me. I can’t let her. Ever since I was little, she’s stolen my father’s love from me and taken away the perfect life I once had.

Julia Hudson is my stepsister. A year after my mother died, my father introduced me to Julia and her mother. Since then, my life has never been the same.

My father’s attitude, which had always been warm toward me, changed. In fact, it gradually grew cold. I felt like they never even acknowledged my presence among them. I always trailed behind them whenever we attended a party. Julia was always the star, and I was just her shadow.

Before Ethan came out of the bathroom, I put his phone back on the nightstand. Then, I hurried to clean up my face so it wouldn’t look puffy and sat on the bed, pretending to read a book.

A moment later, Ethan came out of the bathroom, and a few minutes after that, his phone rang. Upon seeing the caller’s name, he opened the balcony door, stepped out of the room, and shut the balcony door tightly.

Curious, I stood up and eavesdropped. Luckily, Ethan’s back was turned toward me. At that moment, I faintly heard Ethan say.

You don’t need to worry about Jenny. I’ll be there right away. Love you. Bye.

As if the flirty messages and nude photos weren’t enough. She was asking Ethan to see her on a night when the rain was pouring heavily and thunder was clapping loudly. Julia had successfully torn my heart into pieces.

Before Ethan went back into the room, I hurried back to sit on the bed and pretending to read a book. A moment later, Ethan entered the room, changed his clothes, put on a jacket, and then grabbed the car keys.

Before he left, I approached him while holding his hands. “Where are you going? It will be dangerous if you go out in the weather like this. Please don’t go.”