Carrying a strangers child

“Who the fuck did you go and get pregnant for?" Ethan's yelling brought me back to my senses. There's no way this baby isn't Ethan's, I mean, I've been nothing but loyal in this marriage, so what is he talking about?

"Honey, I don't understand why you have any doubts about this. Of course, the baby is yours. I would never cheat on you..." He cut me off while springing up from the bed and coming closer to where I was standing. He looked like a monster ready to pounce on his prey. I stepped back in an attempt to escape his grasp, but he grabbed both my shoulders, squeezing them as tightly as he could. It hurt like crazy.

"Ethan, please stop, you're hurting me!" I tried begging but that only made him squeeze them harder

"How dare you try to push another man's child on me? Don't you have an ounce of shame in you?!?" He said while glaring down at me.

"Ethan, what are you talking about? I would never..." He cut me short again

"Really?!? You would never cheat on me?!? You've been nothing but loyal?!? Then what were you doing at Paradise three weeks ago on Friday from 12am to 5am?!!" He questioned looking like he was sure about what he was saying.

"What...what are you..." I was getting confused at this point. I do remember waking up at a strange hotel three weeks ago but I don't remember doing anything with anyone...I mean, I did feel weird after waking up, but I just thought Sophie didn't want me to go home drunk, so she lodged me in a hotel to sober up after we left the club. Does that mean I'm carrying a stranger's child?!?

Oh no, I should have called Sophie to confirm if she took me to the hotel or not. What do I do now?!?

"What? Cat got your tongue?!? You don't remember going into the Paradise Hotel on a certain Friday three weeks ago?!?" He asked again. I was clearly in a state of panic now. Did I cheat on my husband?!?? Did my greatest fear come to pass?!?

"Ethan...this must be a misunderstanding, I went there with Sophie..." He let go of my shoulder and said

"I knew you'd do this..." He went to the shelf next to our bed and brought out a brown envelope. He opened it and inside it were pictures of me going into a hotel with a strange man. The man's face wasn't even visible.

"So now what do you have to say for yourself??" He said while throwing the pictures on my face and walking back to the bedside away from me.

No, no please tell me this isn't true, someone tell me this isn't true

"Ethan please let me explain..." I pleaded while trying to come close to him

"Don't even try to come close to me, you disgusting woman...I can't believe I've been married to a cheater for four good years" he spat with a look of disgust on his face. "I don't even think I can spend another minute with you" he said and grabbed his car keys and went out of the house while swearing at me.

I ran after him to stop him from leaving but he wouldn't even look at me.

Oh no what have I done? This had to be a joke. How did this happen? I don't even know who that man is.

I tried calling Sophie to ask for her explanation of what happened that night, but she wasn't even answering her phone. What do I do now?

I sat there on the floor of the living room not knowing what to do next, so this is it? This is how my marriage ends?

The face of my phone lit up because I received a notification, it was an email from the hospital. The test results are out.

While opening the message, if God or whatever deity ruled over us did exist, I kept praying and pleading that the pregnancy would be my husband's, but maybe they didn't hear me, or they didn't exist because they didn't answer me.

"Congratulations, Mrs Samantha Simpson, you are three weeks pregnant' That was the only thing I could bring myself to read. The tears I've been holding back all this while finally rolled down my face. I tried to deny it but it's true because my husband went on a business trip three weeks ago, that was the only reason I agreed when Sophie said we should go out. And that means there was no way this baby was his.

So I truly am carrying a stranger's child.

***

"Did you find her?!?" A strong male voice echoed through the empty office where only he and his assistant were standing.

"Yes sir, her name is Samantha Simpson. She's twenty-four years old, and she went to medical school but dropped out in her final year due to personal reasons. She hasn't had a job since then and she got married to her husband a few months after she dropped out..." the assistant explained while reading from the tab in his hands

"Wait...she's married?!?" He demanded while leaving the window to sit in his chair.

"Yes sir, she's been married for four years now but without a child" he further explained

"Huum, what a slut...how dare she come into my bed when she's already married" he spat with a dark expression on his face

"..." His assistant couldn't say anything since he didn't know the answer to that

"Did you say she didn't have a child?!?" He asked again seeking confirmation.

"Yes sir"

"Maybe her husband isn't capable enough that's why she needed someone to help him" he said with a smirk looking confident "but what if she's just trying to look for a baby, what if she gets pregnant and gives my child to her useless husband" he questioned while springing up from his sitting position.

"Umm, sir...I"

"Find her again...find out if she has gone to the hospital recently. Find out if she's carrying my child, if she is I'll make her pay for trying to give my child to another man."