All Chapters of The Chubby Wife's Revenge.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Daniel. I remained seated long after Amelia walked away. The chair across from me sat empty, yet I could still picture her sitting there, calm and composed, looking at me as though she had already accepted that our story was over.Around me, the restaurant carried on as though nothing had happened. Glasses clinked. Soft laughter drifted from nearby tables. Waiters moved from one guest to another with practiced smiles. None of it seemed real. My eyes remained fixed on the doorway she had disappeared through. This was not how tonight was supposed to end.I had spent days planning every detail. I had imagined her reading the documents, realizing how much I was willing to sacrifice for her, and finally believing that I had changed. Instead, she had thanked me for the settlement, forgiven me, and walked away. Not just from the restaurant. From me.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed both hands over my face. How had everything gone so wrong? I had apologized. I had admitted my mistakes. I

NathanielThe drive to the hospital felt longer than it actually was.Amelia sat quietly in the passenger seat, leaning her head against the window. Now and then she closed her eyes as though she were trying to keep herself from getting sick again.I kept glancing at her between watching the road."Were you still feeling nauseous after dinner?" I asked."A little.""You should have told me sooner."She gave me a tired smile."I honestly thought it would pass."I reached across the center console and took her hand."You don't have to be brave all the time."She squeezed my fingers."I know."Twenty minutes later, I pulled into the emergency entrance of the hospital.Before I could walk around the car, Amelia was already opening her door.I frowned."Slow down.""I can still walk.""I know you can."I slipped an arm around her waist anyway."And I'm still helping you."She smiled without arguing.Inside, the emergency department was quieter than I expected. A nurse at the reception desk

NathanielBy the time we left the examination room, I was convinced I had forgotten how to walk properly.Every few steps, I found myself looking at Amelia.Then at the ultrasound pictures she was holding so carefully in her hands. Then back at her again. She caught me staring for what had to be the tenth time and laughed."What?"I shook my head."I still can't believe it."She looked down at the pictures and smiled."Neither can I."The doctor walked beside us until we reached the nurses' station."I'll have one of the nurses schedule your next appointment," he said. "Because you're carrying twins, we'll want to monitor the pregnancy a little more closely than usual."I nodded, paying close attention to every word."Is there anything we should be worried about?""The pregnancy is still very early," the doctor replied. "Everything looks good so far, but twin pregnancies naturally require a little more attention. Mrs. Vaughn will need plenty of rest, good nutrition, and as little stres

NathanielFor a moment, neither of us moved. Blake stood before me with her arms wrapped around my waist and her cheek pressed against my chest, as though she had simply found her way back to a place she had never truly left. I could hear her breathing, feel the warmth of her body against mine, and catch the familiar scent of the perfume she had worn for years. Everything about her felt painfully familiar.I had imagined seeing Blake again more times than I cared to admit. In the early hours when sleep refused to come, I had wondered what I would say if she ever stood in front of me again. I had pictured anger, tears, and questions I wouldn’t know how to answer. But I had never imagined this.Slowly, I placed my hands on her shoulders and gently pulled her away. Her smile stayed in place as she searched my face, until her eyes dropped to my hand. For a moment she stared at the wedding ring on my finger. Something in her expression shifte a little, it was so small that someone who did

NathanielI woke up before Amelia. For a few seconds, I remained still, staring at the ceiling while the events of the previous day slowly returned to me. The hospital. The ultrasound. The knowledge that Amelia was carrying our twins.And then there was Blake, a thought I immediately tried to push away.Amelia was still asleep beside me, one hand resting beneath her cheek. She looked peaceful, and I found myself smiling as I watched her for a moment.I showered before preparing a warm bath for Amelia, hoping it would help her feel more comfortable when she woke up.Once I was dressed, I quietly left the bedroom and went into the sitting room, where I picked up my phone.Amelia had barely been able to keep anything down the previous night, and I wanted to make sure she ate something before the day got too far.I opened my browser and searched for healthy drinks that could help with nausea during early pregnancy. Within seconds, I had more suggestions than I knew what to do with.I spent