His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 69

Chapter 69

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Gabriel.

It’s me. Sofia. Baker.

I’m sorry if I’m intruding, but please don’t discard this voicemail and hear me out.

When I left from your house, I never had any intention of coming back into your life or contacting you ever again. I don’t want anything from you.

I.. Um, ever since I left, I’ve been sick. Even the week before that when my Grandpa passed, I… I was sick. I kept throwing up and feeling nauseous all the time and we both discarded it as my grief. It was, I think, but when I didn’t get any better, I went to a doctor last week and she asked me to get a pregnancy test.

Any way, long story short, I’m pregnant.

I’m about ten weeks along, eleven now, I think. That’s a little over two months, just so you know. It’s yours, just so you know, and it’s two of them. I haven’t been with anyone except you in a very long time, but if you wish, we can get a paternity test or something.

I don’t, I’m not doing this to get anything from you. If you’ve moved on and are happy in your life with… I guess what I’m saying is, you don’t have to be a part of this. I don’t want anything from you, especially not your money. I’m just letting you know so that, well, you know. I’m keeping the babies.

Um. Yes. That’s it, I guess. Call me back when you can? This is my new number. Bye”

of ‘what to expect when you’re in pregnant’ at the cashier’s desk, removing the last twenty dollar note in my bag and placing

flush. The note was folded and slightly crumpled, the kind it becomes when you leave it in your jeans pocket and

of cash, and I’d dug this one out from a corner of mas

knew I had to, if not today then tomorrow when the groceries of the house were due, but I wasn’t prepared for the rea check and the inevitable need for

two months which is when I shift back to my hometown. But I had to save both those paycheques if I wanted to rest at home in the third trimester and prepare for the babies. Not to forget the few months after the birth when I couldn’t be

cashier at the bookstore, who I thought was immensely disinterested in me

pulling out a bag from one of the drawers and putting the book inside it along with

the little box on the side with a sticker of dogs

get back home. Luckily,

into a smile, and my eyebrows knit when my

on my

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finger.

I hadn’t even realised I was

I give her a right lipped smile and grab the bag

felt chilly again, and the sweater I was wearing did a very poor job in keeping me warm. I hadn’t packed any coats in the one bag I had dumped with some things that came to my hand,

then, I wasn’t sure I could afford buying a coat just because the weather decided to give

minutes

hope to get an explanation

his daily practice, and made my way out to see a frowning Luna in the living room. “I don’t like him,” she grumped, making her way to the bathroom after adding, “Rest. I will be

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