Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 32

I don't know what exactly happened after I lost consciousness. When I woke up, the familiar scent of the hospital greeted me. The white ceiling. The nurse. And the private doctor that my Dad hired for me. Everyone was watching my every move and sometimes it made me feel awkward. Even my Dad cared for me so much that it confused me even more. Until, they spilled the reason why.

It's been a month since that day happened. I can still vividly remember what the doctor said that day. The words made me feel happy but at the same time it hurt. It sent me so many emotions that I can't contain them.

I am pregnant.

I'm pregnant with Atlas' child. The baby's grip was weak so we needed to be more careful. If Dad didn't move fast and brought me to the hospital immediately, it could've died. There's also a possibility that I can't bear a child anymore because they saw a problem in my ovaries.

I touched my belly as I remembered the situation I am facing. I have become so occupied with the things that have happened these past few months that I forgot to inject contraceptives, resulting in this little angel inside me. Nevertheless, I didn't regret anything. I am happy because of this existing life inside of me. It is always the blessing that I will accept, even if I'll be the only one taking care of the baby.

I know that Atlas won't accept that we will have a child. He already slapped me by that reality. He broke me many times, too. I don't want him to hurt my child too, just because he's mad at me. I'm not even hoping that he'll love the baby. It only happens in novels, it's too far from reality.

I also don't have any idea of Atlas' locations. My Dad did not mention him while I was still in the hospital. Until now, Dad's still silent about the occurrences. I didn't force him to speak up. I know how disappointed he is at Atlas that I don't want to fuel his rage, even if I wanted to know what happened to Atlas after the bodyguards beat him up.

"Miss Olive!"

I abruptly turned my gaze to Jenny. It's also been a month since I offered her help. She's kind and I feel light with her. She reminds me of a sister that I don't have.

"Why, Jen?" I asked when she got to me. I fixed my posture and sat properly on the couch.