The Last Time I Loved Him (Autumn and Ryan) novel Chapter 98

Chapter 4

It was completely dark when Ethan returned.

He seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on his face.

Just as I was about to get the divorce papers, a sudden wave of nausea rushed through my stomach. I dry-heaved at the trash can, unable to vomit anything.

Ethan gently stroked my back from the side and, after a long silence, spoke.

"Honey, it can't be. could you be. pregnant?"

At once, I froze, my body stiffened.

Naturally, after discovering Ethan's affair, I hadn't slept with him. But before that, I had.

Besides, I had given up my company's business to prepare for pregnancy, and we hadn't used any protection.

This wasn't the first time I had this nauseous feeling.

Al suspicions were confirmed when I saw the two lines on the pregnancy test.

I was really pregnant.

It felt as though the heavens were playing a cruel joke on me.

Just as I had decided to divorce Ethan, I found out I was pregnant.

My firm resolve faltered for a moment.

I had loved him with no reservations.

Another reason for my hesitation was that, during our premarital check-up, we had discovered that one of my fallopian tubes was naturally blocked and that I had polycystic ovaries.

This meant that my chances of getting pregnant were significantly lower than the average woman's.

Ethan had hesitated briefly at first, but despite the objections, he married me.

There had been a time when I naively thought this was true love.

When I came out of the bathroom, Ethan rushed to me. He was momentarily stunned when he saw the pregnancy test in my hand, then he eagerly wrapped his arms around me.

"Honey, I'm going to be a dad! I'm going to be a dad!"

He kept repeating it in my ear, but I couldn't focus on his words.

The unfamiliar scent of perfume filled my nostrils as he approached.

My mind was in chaos, and everything I had planned was now disrupted by this pregnancy.

Suddenly, Ethan seemed to remember something and asked, "Honey, what was it you wanted to tell me?"

I looked at him, opened my mouth, but the word "divorce"

wouldn't come out.

In the end, I simply shook my head and said, "It's nothing."

That night, Ethan was like a man on fire, filled with energy. He immediately started buying baby clothes and toys online.

He even excitedly went to the study to design the nursery.

I gently touched my stomach, feeling an inexplicable mix of frustration and confusion.

I barely slept that night.

In the end, I decided to give Ethan a chance.

My family was a single-parent household. After my parents divorced, my mother found out she was pregnant with me.

By then, my father had already started a new family, and my mother raised me on her own.

Because I didn't have a father, my classmates bullied me without remorse, and my relatives and neighbors treated me cruelly.

This led to an inexplicable obsession with the idea of a "complete" family.

I didn't want my child to grow up like I did, without a father.

As for Ethan and Grace, I had decided to confront the situation.