“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.

agreement” written

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

any feelings for her. He’d only married her because his grandmother liked her. Her presence had also improved his grandmother’s health, so this marriage was

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

be a waste of Mia’s time and youth. It

over her belly and asked shakily, “If—and this is only hypothetical—I were

belly. He frowned. “Didn’t I tell you to take the morning-after pill after that time?”

accident—the one and only accident that

but Timothy

asked you a question. If I were pregnant, would you want to

“No.”

point in having a baby when its parents were caught in a loveless marriage. It was what had

as he let

walked away. Then, she tilted her head back to force the tears back. Timothy’s words where like knives that stabbed her right in the chest.

the food she’d put her heart into making. They had gone cold. She poured them into the trash, feeling

swallowed her bitterness as she thought, “Your daddy may not want you, but I’ll definitely protect you with

Her adoptive parents had kicked her aside after giving birth to a pair of twins, banishing her to

knew Timothy didn’t love her, but she’d still tried her best to be a good wife to him. Now, reality had proven to her that it was impossible for one

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