___________________________________..."But I want to hear it from you."I stared at him for a good few moments. Why was he so desperate to hear it from me when he already knew about the pregnancy?I sighed. I could do whatever I wanted to do but I could not change the fact that this piece of shit was the father of my child and no matter what I said to justify it, he had the right to know.In this case, he already knew. But I still had the duty to tell him."I am six weeks pregnant."His face lit up for a moment before it turned into one of confusion."Six weeks?" He asked.I narrowed my eyes at him. Was he doubting me?I wanted to scream at him that I was not a vile cheater like him. But after a good cry and a few scoops of ice cream, I was feeling much more rational and also generous so I simply nodded."Doctors make an estimate of gestation period based on the last menstrual period." I shrugged. "If you have any doubts, the doctor will tell you the exact date of conception on th
_______________________________...There was no way we were getting a divorce, not if I could help it. I paced the guest room as I chewed on my fingertips, worrying about how I was going to change Rory's mind about this whole situation. "You have no one to blame but yourself for the situation." I did not need my best friend on face-time to tell me that I had fucked up. I knew it very well myself. But as always, Ashton had to point out the obvious. I had not told him about the baby yet. I needed to discuss with my wife when she would be ready to break the news to her friends and her family. This was her body and she had the first right to make any decisions regarding this pregnancy. I am pretty sure she needed her own time to tell me about the pregnancy but she had lost the chance and had to disclose it to me faster than she had anticipated or liked, I was not ready to let any other decision be taken away from her. "So what made you change your mind about the divorce?" Ashton a
____________________________________...In the past three months, Rowan and I had done great job in convincing each and every one of our friends and family that we were actually giving our relationship a try, so much so that Gaby, Eric and Zoe who knew the truth had also started to believe that we had worked things out and were blissfully happy. No one knew that this was far from the truth. I paced my room as I waited for the rest of my family and friends to get here. We were announcing the pregnancy to them tonight.I sighed.I had let Rowan move back to the main bedroom. I mean, what was the point in separate bedrooms when I was letting him do as he pleases anyway?I was so ashamed of myself for being so spineless. But the fact remained that, as Cristina Yang said, being aware of your crap and actually getting over that crap were two completely different things.I was absolutely aware of my crap, yes, but I still refused to get over it.I needed to have more self-respect."What
_______________________ . . . "What changed?" Rowan asked as he followed me to the guest room, where I was dragging my suitcase. He tried to take it from me but I wouldn't let go. "We were fine just this morning so I would really like to know what happened in the last twelve hours that made you change your mind?" "I never changed my mind." I stopped, mainly because I was already exhausted from rolling a suitcase twenty feet away. "I was always clear that I would get a divorce from you after the end of the one-year contract." "Yeah, but don't you think it's high time you changed your mind then?" Rowan was getting agitated by the second, his voice rising in ways I did not like. "You slept with me, multiple times, and got knocked up with MY baby. And now you are saying you want a divorce?" "Yes." I was tired and I didn't want to yell. "We were always clear about the divorce, Rowan. Don't act like you are hearing it for the first time." Rowan stared at me for a good few moments, hi
___________________..."I don't know what's wrong. I don't know what I did wrong." I told Zoe as soon as we reached the balcony. "We were fine just this morning and all of a sudden she is talking about divorce."Zoe scoffed and crossed her arms across her chest. "You both were never fine. Maybe for a moment there, she might have faltered and fallen for your shit but it seems to me she is back in her element and wants nothing to do with you."I gaped at her. I thought she was team happily ever after. But no, she was probably the one feeding all the poison against me to my wife."What is your problem?" I asked her. "Why are you against us being happy?""Oh, I am all for my friend's happiness, buddy. It is you who I have a problem with. You don't deserve her." If one thing I knew about Zoe Wilkins in the last few months that I had known her, was that she did not mess around.If I wanted to find what exactly was going on in Rory's mind, it would be through Zoe."What makes you say that
________________________...Why do I feel hurt? I wanted to get away from him as soon as possible anyway. What is wrong with me?This is what happens when you have hopelessly in love with a man for nine years.Listen here, two of you. I thought as I pressed both my palms to my flat underbelly. Never fall for useless pieces of shit like your Dad. And don't become a hopeless piece of shit like your mother.I felt really bad just thinking it. Just imagine how bad the situation has to be for a parent to wish that their children did not turn out like either of their parents.I needed to set an example. I needed to show my children that their mother is not some weak doormat who would stay in a relationship like this.My bags in the guestroom were still unpacked because I had spent the whole night crying to Zoe and falling asleep out of exhaustion. I felt like this was the time to move out.I really needed to do this. I had made the announcement, and everything was sooner or later going t
_______________________...I opened the front door as slowly as I could. The apartment was in complete darkness.Well, it was past nine and Rory liked to hole up in the bedroom with her Chinese or Korean drama by this time.I sighed. It had come to look like I had snatched the master bedroom from her and left her at the guest bedroom.Things were almost perfect this morning. It had looked like it would end up good too. That I would be able to salvage something of the fucked up situation that I had put us four in.Four. We were going from two to four in a couple of months. We already had.But Ophelia had to come in at the end moment and ruin everything.She was blackmailing. Blackmailing with every affair I had since my marriage. At this point, it shouldn't matter to me. It was not like Rory did not know what I had done. And I did not give two shits about what anyone else thought of me. So I shouldn't be playing into her games.But I was scared. If everything went public, it could m
____________________...I kept jabbing on the doorbell of the Lewis Mansion. "Rowan, what are you doing here?" Came my mother-in-law, Katherine Lewis' voice from the security system before a buzz was heard and the front door flung open. The Lewis' butler, George, stood there with his scrutinizing gaze. He did not seem happy to see me.But the person who seemed to be in a much worse mood was my mother-in-law. And that surprised me because Katherine was always happy to see me. "Eric told me Pump- Rory must be here." I rushed out. "She left home without telling me." "You mean to say, she left you." Katherne corrected and it was a jab right to my heart. "Kathy, I-" She held up a hand, signaling me to shut the fuck up. "My daughter wants nothing to do with you, Rowan. And in that case, I don't want anything to do with you too." I was shocked by her change in behavior. I remembered that just yesterday, she was mad at Rory for talking about divorce when our babies were on their way