All Chapters of Married To My Best Friend's Husband[Plead To God]: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Lie

[EDWARD'S POV] Sandra is on the phone when I walk into the bedroom. She's laughing. The fake kind. The kind she uses when she wants something. "Yes, Mother. I know. We're so excited too." I loosen my tie and sit on the edge of the bed. She glances at me, then turns away. "Two months along. Yes. The doctor said everything looks perfect." My stomach drops. She's lying. Sandra isn't pregnant. I know because we haven't touched each other in over a year. She hangs up and smiles at me. "My mother is thrilled." "About what?" "About the baby, obviously." I stand. "What baby, Sandra?" "Our baby." She walks to the mirror and turns sideways, hands on her flat stomach. "I'm going to start showing soon. I should probably go shopping for maternity clothes." "You're not pregnant." "Of course I am. I told your father yesterday. He was so happy, Edward. He actually hugged me." My blood goes cold. "You told my father you're pregnant?" "Why wouldn't I? It's wonderful

The Chairman

[ALESSIA'S POV]Jeffrey drives too fast on the way home.His knuckles are white on the steering wheel."She can't have children," I say, mostly to myself. "That's why she wants mine.""It doesn't change anything.""Doesn't it? She lied about being pregnant to Edward's father. She's planning to pretend she gave birth. What else is she lying about?""I don't know. But we can't trust anything Edward says.""What if he's telling the truth?"Jeffrey glances at me. "Since when do you defend him?""I'm not defending him. I'm just—" I stop. "What if Sandra is planning something worse? What if she's not just taking the baby? What if she's trying to—""To what?""I don't know. But Edward looked scared. Really scared.""He's manipulating you.""Maybe. Or maybe he's trying to help."Jeffrey pulls into our driveway and turns off the engine."Do you still have feelings for him?"The question comes out of nowhere."What? No.""You brought me to that meeting, but you're defending him now.""I'm not d

The Truth

[EDWARD'S POV]My father's estate looks the same as always.Cold. Perfect. Expensive.I pull through the gates and park in the circular driveway.The butler opens the door before I knock."Mr. Edward. Your father is waiting in his study."I walk through the house I grew up in.Everything here reminds me of control. Of expectations. Of never being enough.Father sits behind his desk when I enter.He doesn't look up from his paperwork."Sit."I sit.He finishes whatever he's writing, then sets down his pen."You have a son.""Yes.""Five years old.""Yes.""And you never told me.""No."He leans back in his chair. Studies me like I'm a problem that needs solving."Why?""Because you never wanted Alessia in the family. You made that clear from day one. So when she left, when we divorced, I figured it was easier to just... let it go.""Let it go?" His voice is sharp. "You let go of your own son?""I tried to see him. Alessia wouldn't let me. She changed her number. Moved. Made it impossib

The Discovery

[MRS. SEAMAN'S POV] Something is wrong with Sandra. I've known it for weeks now, but I couldn't put my finger on it. She claims she's two months pregnant. Shows up to family dinners with her hand on her stomach. Talks about baby names and nursery colors. But she doesn't look pregnant. Not the way I looked when I carried Edward. Not the way any pregnant woman I've ever known has looked. Her face isn't fuller. Her body hasn't changed. There's no glow. No tiredness in her eyes. Just the same sharp, calculating look she always has. I watch her at breakfast this morning. She's eating sushi. Raw fish. The kind pregnant women are specifically told to avoid. "Sandra, dear," I say carefully. "Should you be eating that?" She looks up. "What?" "Sushi. I thought pregnant women weren't supposed to have raw fish." She laughs. "Oh, my doctor said a little bit is fine. As long as it's from a reputable place." "I see." But that's not what my doctor told me thirty years ago

The Dinner

[SANDRA'S POV]I adjust the pregnancy pillow under my dress one more time.Perfect.Just the right size for two months.Not too big. Not too small.Believable.I check my reflection in the mirror.Hair sleek. Makeup flawless. Dress elegant but comfortable.The perfect pregnant wife.Edward's mother called earlier. Said we're having a family dinner tonight."Robert wants to celebrate," she said. "He's so excited about the baby."I smiled into the phone. "Of course. I'll be there."But something in her voice sounded off.Like she knows something.No.Impossible.I've been careful. So careful.No one suspects anything.I walk downstairs.Edward is already there, standing by his car.He doesn't look at me.Hasn't looked at me in days.Not since I told him about the contract. About taking Alessia's baby."Ready?" he asks."Yes."We drive to the estate in silence.He hates me.I can feel it radiating off him.But I don't care.I never loved him anyway.I loved the idea of him. The money. Th

The Sacrifice

[ALESSIA'S POV]The contractions start at 3 AM.Sharp. Fast. Too close together.I wake Jeffrey."It's time."He's up immediately. Grabbing keys. Calling the hospital. Moving on autopilot.We've practiced this and Planned everything. But nothing prepares you for the moment it actually happens.The moment you give birth to a baby you'll never keep.Labor is long.Twelve hours of pain. Of breathing. Of squeezing Jeffrey's hand until I think I might break it.Dr. Chen checks on me every hour."You're doing great, Alessia. Almost there."But I don't feel great.I feel like I'm dying.Like every part of me is being ripped apart.Finally, at 3:47 PM, she says the words."One more push."I push.And then I hear it.A cry.Small. Perfect. Alive."It's a boy," Dr. Chen says.She holds him up for just a second.I see his face.Tiny nose. Dark hair. Eyes squeezed shut.He's beautiful."Can I......" My voice breaks. "Can I hold him?"Dr. Chen looks at the door.Sandra walks in.She's been waiting

The Homecoming

[SANDRA'S POV]The baby is perfect.Small, Quiet and Beautiful.I look down at him in the car seat beside me.He's mine now.Legally, Officially, Forever.Alessia signed the contract. She handed him over. And now he's a Seaman.My son.The driver pulls through the estate gates.I adjust my clothes. Make sure I look exhausted. Emotional. Like I just gave birth.I've been practicing this for months.The way new mothers move, Talk, and Hold their babies.I won't make any mistakes.The car stops in front of the house.Mr. Seaman is already at the door. Waiting.He's smiling. Actually smiling.I haven't seen him smile like that in years.The driver opens my door.I step out slowly. Carefully. Like everything hurts."Careful, dear," the driver says. "Take your time."Perfect.I walk toward Mr. Seaman with the baby in my arms."Robert," I say softly. "Meet your grandson."He looks down at the baby.His face softens."My God," he whispers. "He's beautiful.""Just like his father."Mr. Seaman

The Connection

[ALESSIA'S POV] Seven Years Later The charity gala is the kind of event I used to avoid. Too many rich people, too many fake smiles and too many questions about my personal life. But the station insisted. Said it would be good for my career and for visibility. So here I am, wearing a dress I can barely afford, holding a glass of champagne I won't drink, and trying to look like I belong. Jeffrey is beside me with his hands on my lower back. Steady and Grounding. "You okay?" he asks quietly. "Yeah. Just tired." "We can leave whenever you want." "I know." Davison is at home with my mother. He's twelve now. Healthy and Strong. Everything the doctors said he might never be. The transplant saved his life but it cost me everything. I push the thought away and focus on the present, On the people around me, On anything except the hollow ache that never quite goes away. That's when I see her. Sandra. She's across the room, surrounded by people. Laughing, Glowing,.

The Obsession

[SANDRA'S POV]I can't stop thinking about it.The way Alexander ran to her, the way he hugged her.The way he smiled at her like she was the most important person in the world.He thought she was me. But what if some part of him knew?What if blood really does call to blood the way people say?No.That's ridiculous.Alexander is mine. I've raised him for seven years. I'm the one who taught him to walk. To talk. To tie his shoes.Alessia is nothing to him.Nothing.I repeat this to myself as I drive home from the gala.Alexander is asleep in the back seat. Peaceful. Unaware of the war raging in my head.I glance at him in the rearview mirror.Even asleep, he looks like her.The shape of his face. The curve of his lips. Those eyes.I've spent seven years trying not to see it. Trying to convince myself he looks like Edward. Like me. Like anyone except Alessia.But tonight made it impossible to ignore.They could be twins if you stood them side by side.The same height. The same colorin

The Confrontation

[ALESSIA'S POV]Monday morning starts like any other.I arrive at the station at six. Coffee in hand,.Script ready my hair and makeup done.The morning show goes live at seven.I have one hour to prep.I'm reviewing the teleprompter when Claire, my producer, walks over."Morning, Alessia. Got a minute?""Sure. What's up?"She hesitates. "We hired a new anchor. She starts today.""That's great. We've been short-staffed for months. Who is it?""Sandra Seaman."The name hits me like a punch."What?" Sandra!!!!!"I know. I was surprised too. But Marcus loved her in the interview. Said she has great presence and he wants to pair her with you for the morning show.""No." The word comes out too fast. Too sharp. "Absolutely not."Claire frowns. "Alessia, I know you two have history.....""History? She took my child, Claire. She stole seven years of his life from me. And now she's working here?""I didn't know you could... I mean, I thought the adoption was.....""It wasn't an adoption. It

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