His Wife (A Contract Marriage Story) by Heer Mangtani

Chapter 79

“Sophia?” I think he only murmured, and barely so, but the silence around us was so loud that it was effortlessly carried to

me

I took a reflexive step behind. All these monils, I had waited for this day. And today, when it was here, when he was here, I wanted to turn around and run back to my room, pretend I never saw him.

But I had. And he had seen me.

Gabriel shook his head, opened his mouth, and then immediately shut it again. “You… Hospital… Labour rooms… What?” He

sounded battled.

I sucked in a deep breath. I wanted to say something, anything, but nothing came out. I stood there, silent.

1 gulped when he took slow steps towards me.

“You’ve… you’ve gained weight. He murmured, “You’re on the OBGY floor, you’re coming from the labour rooms

Yes, genius, I wanted to say. I don’t.

“You….“ Gabriel pauses because his voice breaks. That’s when I notice how tired he looks. Not even the crisp black suit he was wearing could hide his sunken, red eyes or his messy hair as if he’s been passing his hand through it. “You were pregnant?”

I don’t know how, but I find the courage to nod. “You knew that, told you.”

“No, you didn’t!” He accuses, eyes filling with a coldness, voice full of anger.

His steps pause, and the concern and disbelief gets replaced by w fury.

And then, the fury dissipates just as quickly. “You were pregnant.

I nod.

“M.. Mine?”

I wanted to cry. I couldn’t, so I settle on nodding.

He sucks in a deep breath.

I ask gently, “Do you want to meet them?”

“Them?” He asks, “It’s a them?”

I nod again, pursing my lips to stop the smile that may have made it’s way to my lips in reflex while thinking of my little ones. A girl and a boy,”

baffled, but couldn’t talk, so

turn and walk, without waiting for him, assuming,

he does, all the way to

expressions flash the confusion,

think they would fall off when she sees the man that enters the

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I wanted. But he was the father of my children, and if he wanted to be a part of their lives, I wasn’t

was staring at our little girl in her little box, his eyes pale as if he’d seen a ghost. “Aurora,” I

he repeats, looking spellbound. “Can I… May I pick

the babies yet, something about minimising

NICU.

help open the glass box, and then pick her up, gently placing her

he looked scared, as if he was picking up an

mutters, not taking

his sentence, and it weighs heavy on my heart.

move towards Alex, picking him up at the same time that Gabriel keeps little Aurora down, and that movement wakes her. She stares at him with

doesn’t like me.” Gabriel sounded horrified and I wanted to smile. I don’t. He doesn’t get any smiles from me, he doesn’t

not sure

doesn’t frown looking at

because I

looked bitter, the frown on

with Alex and placing him in his arms. I ignore the burning sensation that rises in

“Like Alexander?”

scrunch my nose.

“He’s… bigger.”

him softly. “He grew more than

His

grow, I finish for

“He looks like me.

I smile at my

stumble behind quickly, as if standing with him would mean I’d burn

the father of my children. We weren’t a family, I had

to feed her, I tell him, clearing my

before it dawns on

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and I squirm under

wait

show. He

You can wait there. I point at the door leading to my room, and he nods in

was gone, the facade facing, I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t, because I had to pick my daughter and coo her