My secret about to kill me – the child my husband thinks is his son, my boyfriend wants him back – part 4
That night, I couldn’t sleep. Her going to the hospital snatched sleep from my eyes.
“What if she is pregnant, what will become my fate?” I had a lot going on in my head.
Life was so unfair to me. I became miserable and vile, wishing evil for my fellow human being. I remember the times I wished she never woke up from her sleep. Yes, it really got to that point.
Finally, the next day arrived. And she couldn’t wait to get to the hospital to find out what caused her sudden brief sickness.
She expected my husband to accompany her, but he keenly declined and gave reasons that he had an important job to deliver that morning and wouldn’t want to disappoint the customer.
She felt bad and asked him what could be more important that her health, inserting that, she could be pregnant. That she wants him to be there with her when they finally break the news.
“My business shouldn’t suffer because you are going to the hospital to check if you are pregnant or not. I have maintained an interrupted relationship with this customer and he is my ardent customer. I can’t afford to disappoint him. If you are really in need of someone to accompany you, then ask her (me) to follow you” my husband said, acting a bit indifference towards her.
And she got sad, sobbing. She then gave me this look and said that, she knew what I was doing, and that I should watch and see how she would make him throw me out of the house.
I got confused and asked her how I got involved in her issue.
She didn’t reply me. She only hissed loudly and left