Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 4

The next morning, James had his nutritionist prepare my usual elaborate breakfast.

I used to find his attentiveness touching. After last night's discovery, I recognized it for what it was—pure theater.

Every "specially formulated" meal I consumed had already been sampled by Rachel. The difference? Hers were lovingly prepared by James's own hands.

The realization hit me physically. I lurched sideways and heaved, though nothing came up.

James rushed to my side. "Emily! What's wrong?"

A glint of excitement flashed across his face. "Could you be...?"

I caught his expression and felt a wave of disgust. Excited already? Another "specimen" for your precious Rachel's research?

"No," I said flatly. "As you well know, my body's damaged. After five stillbirths, I'm practically hollow inside. Getting pregnant would be a miracle."

James stroked my hair. "Don't talk like that, babe. None of this is on you. Just focus on getting stronger. We'll have our healthy baby someday."

"Try to cheer up—Mom's sixtieth birthday party is today. There'll be a crowd, and we can't skip it. I'll take you to the hotel to join the celebration."

His tone shifted subtly. "Though since nobody knows we're together, even Mom... if anyone asks who you are..."

"James brought his girlfriend today. She should be your future daughter-in-law. Maybe she'll even give you those grandchildren you've been wanting. You should give it to her."

Mrs. Prescott turned to study me. Her eyes traveled over my off-the-rack dress with unmistakable disdain.

"Girlfriend? Please. She's just some office assistant from James's company. Young and loose—having illegitimate pregnancies, and all ending in stillbirths. Divine justice, if you ask me."

"In my day, women like her were social outcasts. Nothing like you, Rachel—such a proper, respectable young woman."

"James isn't getting any younger. I'm putting my foot down today. He's going to marry you, and that settles it."