Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

“Congratulations, you’re one month pregnant. Everything looks fine.”

Mia Bowen held the results of her pregnancy test as she returned to her marital home, feeling like she was dreaming. Was she actually pregnant?

She mustered the courage to text her husband, Timothy Barrett. “Will you be coming home for dinner tonight?”

It felt like forever as she waited for a reply. He’d never liked it when people disturbed him at work, and she was worried that her message would go unanswered as it had in the past.

In the next second, her phone lit up. Timothy replied curtly, “Yeah. I have something to tell you.”

After getting an answer, Mia hurried to get the groceries for that night’s dinner. She put the results of the pregnancy test on the table, then flipped it over, feeling that she was being too obvious.

In the evening, a black limousine drove into the courtyard. Timothy got out with his suit jacket casually flung over one arm. He had a tall figure and striking features.

“Timothy, you’re back.” Mia jogged over to him, reaching out to take his suit jacket. But Timothy handed her some papers instead. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.

“Take a look at this. You can bring up any requests you might have,” he said.

first page had the words “divorce agreement” written on it. The bright whiteness of

of fatigue showing on his face. He looked down at Mia, taking in the baby fat around her

have any feelings for her. He’d only married her because his grandmother liked her. Her presence

month back, he wouldn’t even have noticed that they’d been married for three years.

would only be a waste of Mia’s time and youth.

and asked shakily, “If—and this is only hypothetical—I were to tell you that I’m pregnant, would you still go ahead

tell you to take the morning-after pill after that time?”

only accident that had happened over the three years of their marriage.

it away, but Timothy grabbed her by the wrist with a complicated gaze.

breathing hitched. “I asked you a question. If I

“No.”

no point in having a baby when its parents were

seemed to empty out as he let

her head back to force the tears back. Timothy’s words where like knives

gone cold. She poured them into the trash, feeling a bit nauseous from

rubbed her belly. There was a tiny life growing in there. She swallowed her bitterness as she thought, “Your daddy may not want you,

Her adoptive parents had kicked her aside after giving birth to a pair of twins, banishing her to her adoptive aunt’s house. Fortunately,

her, but she’d still tried her best to be a good wife to him. Now, reality had proven to her that