Semua Bab Dear Husband, I Want this Marriage no More: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Anna’s POVI hated crying. It was an unnecessary expression of emotions that had no business showing itself there. It took so much energy, leaving you with a runny nose and even a headache.Yet it was one of my favorite forms of expression, but not by choice. And right now, I sobbed, pounding on Davy’s chest until the fight left me, until I had exhausted every fountain of tears for the week.I was vaguely aware of his hand on me, gently caressing me, but even now his touch had ceased to hold meaning, not after the hurt I had borne, and honestly I was tired.I inhaled deeply, caging my heart to whatever emotion it had begun to feel, and with great effort, I pulled myself away from his hold.“Anna?” He called, eyes pleading even though they were behind his glasses. His voice tugged something inside of me, and I sniffed, refusing to break down.“I need to sleep.” I replied in a small voice, suddenly aware of how quiet it was.“We need to…” he had begun, but I shook my head once, firmly,

Peace returned to my household after our confession of love, especially after Davy had promised to abide by all the rules I had set.In truth, it wasn’t so hard, and if he wanted to keep our marriage, he would have to work towards them. However, he had been trying his best, and I was willing to give him that chance.Our relationship, however, was still shaky, and I was strictly following the no-sex rules even though my body begged to differ. I craved Davy like an alcoholic craved his bottle, but I couldn’t break in so early.I lay on the bed, bored out of my mind. Art had been one of my forms of creating and expressing myself, but I lacked the inspiration or motivation to do so. I dropped out of college when it became increasingly hard, and now I was left with nothing.Shame colored my cheeks, and somehow I could understand why Davy did what he did. I mean, why would he want to introduce his illiterate school dropout, who only stayed at home and shopped, to a group of hardworking gyne

Davy’s POVThere were so many ways I had imagined today would turn out to be. It had been peaceful; we had discharged most of our patients, and only a few remained, and right now, I wanted nothing more than a much-needed rest.I was prepared to retire to the call room or even the office when I passed my colleague, and she smiled, clapping my shoulders.“Amazing work you did there, Dr. If not for your quick thinking, we would have lost her.” She praised me, and I stood straighter, refusing to let it get to me.“Thank you.” I gave her a little smile. “It was a team effort, but I am glad she made it.”The lady in question was a teenager who was involved in an accident. The baby had died, and an emergency evacuation was needed, but she was doing fine for now and luckily survived the accident without much of a scratch.It was one reason I joined the profession.I understood my parents were already great in their field, and there was every possibility that I would follow in their footsteps.

“W-what?” I flew from my seat, ready to bolt out of the door, because I didn’t just hear the doctor proclaim I was pregnant; no, it couldn’t be.“Mrs. Walton?” She called, and I looked at her with wide eyes. “Are you alright?” She asked carefully, but I continued staring at her like I had seen a ghost.Was I alright?Hell, she just said I was pregnant, so no, I wasn’t alright; in fact, I think I would be sick.“Please take your seat.” She pointed to the chair, and I stared at her with a blank gaze, confusion setting in. However, I did as I was told, just sitting at the edge of the chair, unable to rest fully.The doctor's lips pursed as she saw me, but she said nothing about it.“Congratulations, you are going to be a mom.”“Mom?” I echoed after her, my voice hollow, and this time there was no holding back. I threw up everything I had eaten, my body cleansing itself from inside out.Faintly I heard movement, and my hair was being held up, and a hand rubbed my back, soothing it. “It is

“What?” She yelled so loud that I cringed, and I shot her a glare. “Could you be any louder?” I huffed, walking towards the sofa in the room, and she followed after me. “What the hell, Anna, are you crazy?”“I don’t care!” It was my turn to yell. “I don’t want it; I want it gone.”“That is a child, Anna, your child. A child you and Davy, the love of your life, made. You don’t have the right to decide that.” Kim stressed, staring at me with hardened eyes, but I would not be deterred.Instead, I rolled my eyes. “It is just a mass of cells, Kim. Get over it.”My words must have caused something in her because she bristled, and her breath hitched. “Get over it? Anna, you are literally trying to get rid of a child without the father's consent. That is wickedness.”I fought the urge to roll my eyes, directing my gaze on our wedding portrait.This wasn’t the reason I had called her; I only wanted her to be near me as I made a decision that concerned me, not to hear a lecture.“Kim,” I groane