All Chapters of TILL DEATH DO US APART EX WIFE : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"A Fragile Choice"Jane's POVI was sitting in Dr. Chen's office, staring at my hands while she reviewed my medical chart. The silence felt heavy and scary, like something bad was about to happen."Jane," Dr. Chen said finally, "I've been looking at your records from your previous pregnancy.""What about them?""There were some complications during your miscarriage that I need to discuss with you."My stomach dropped. "What kind of complications?""The type that could affect future pregnancies."I felt cold all over. "What does that mean?""It means we need to run some additional tests. But Jane, I want you to see a specialist.""Why?""Because your situation is more complex than I initially thought.""Complex how?""I'd rather have Dr. Briggs explain it to you. He's one of the best reproductive specialists in the city.""Dr. Briggs?""He treated you during your miscarriage. Do you remember him?"I tried to think back to that horrible day. Everything was blurry except for the pain and

"Keeping the Secret"Jane's POVI drove home in a daze, my hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly my knuckles were white. The ultrasound photo felt like it was burning a hole in my purse, and I kept glancing at it like it might disappear if I looked away too long.When I got to my apartment, I locked the door behind me and leaned against it, breathing hard. My heart was still racing from seeing Christian at the hospital. Of all the places he could have been, why did he have to be there?"He knows something," I whispered to myself. "He could tell I was lying."I walked to my bedroom and sat on the edge of my bed, pulling the ultrasound photo out of my purse. The tiny image stared back at me, that little flicker of light where the heartbeat was."What am I going to do with you?" I asked the photo.The silence in my apartment felt overwhelming. I had never felt so alone in my life. Here I was, possibly carrying Christian's baby, and I couldn't tell him. I couldn't tell anyone."No

"The Family Dinner"Christian's POVI was standing in the grand foyer of our family mansion, watching guests arrive for Sandra and Alec's engagement party. The house looked incredible - Grandma Helen had outdone herself with flowers and decorations everywhere."Christian," Alec said, walking up to me with Sandra on his arm, "thank you for letting us have the party here.""Thank you for asking. Grandma Helen is thrilled to host it.""Where is she?""In the kitchen, ordering the catering staff around."Sandra laughed. "I should go say hello to her.""Sandra, wait," I said. "Has Jane arrived yet?""Not yet. But she'll be here. She promised."I nodded, but I was nervous about seeing Jane tonight. Every time I'd talked to her this week, she'd seemed more distant, more fragile. Something was wrong with her, and it was driving me crazy that she wouldn't tell me what it was."Christian," Sandra said, "please be nice to Jane tonight.""I'm always nice to Jane.""You know what I mean. Don't in

"The Clash"Jane's POVI woke up the next morning feeling like death. My stomach was churning, and the smell of breakfast cooking downstairs made me want to throw up immediately. I pressed my face into the pillow and tried to breathe slowly."This is getting worse," I whispered to myself.The morning sickness was hitting me harder each day. It wasn't just in the morning anymore - it was all day. And being in this house, surrounded by Christian's family, trying to pretend everything was normal, was making it ten times worse.I heard voices and laughter coming from the dining room downstairs. Sandra and Alec were probably having breakfast with Grandma Helen, sharing stories about the engagement party. I should go down and join them. I should be a good guest.But the thought of sitting at a table full of food made my stomach lurch.I got dressed slowly, trying not to move too fast. Every movement seemed to make the nausea worse. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw how pale I was, h

"Jane Refuses to Move In"Jane's POVThree days after the confrontation at the Holmes mansion, Christian showed up at my apartment with a moving truck. I watched from my window as he got out of his car, looking determined and angry. I knew what this was about before he even knocked on my door."Jane, open the door. We need to talk.""Go away, Christian.""I'm not going away.""Yes, you are.""Jane, I brought some people to help you pack."I opened the door and stared at him. "Pack for what?""You're moving back into the mansion.""No, I'm not.""Yes, you are.""Christian, I'm not moving anywhere with you.""You don't have a choice.""Yes, I do.""No, you don't. Not anymore."I could see three men standing by a moving truck, waiting for Christian's instructions."Tell them to leave.""I'm not telling them to leave.""Christian, I'm not moving back into your house.""It's not my house. It's our house.""It's not our house anymore.""It will always be our house.""No, it won't.""Jane, y