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Chapter 19
My husband Antonio Kaufman slept with a girl he met at a social fraternities party.
She got pregnant.
However, when I found out about it, she was already six months pregnant.
Antonio wanted me to take care of the baby. He said it wouldn’t affect our marriage.
I refused. Sadly, I asked, “What’s your choice? Me or the baby?”
Antonio fell silent. After a long while, he still didn’t answer.
Yet he regretted it after I left.
Our marriage lasted for five years. He proposed to me after we graduated from college.
I never imagined our marriage would end up this way.
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Antonio carefully took a young and pretty girl out of the hospital.
I was standing nearby. Our eyes met.
He was being evasive, awkwardly avoiding making eye contact with me.
The pregnant girl also looked at me. It seemed she was about to cry.
After helping her get into the car safely, Antonio said something to her and walked toward me.
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He was composed and relaxed. Even if he was flustered at first, the panic was completely gone now.
He touched my to warm them up.
icy cold hands and rubbed my
“Why are you here? Not feeling good?” he asked in a very concerned tone before feeling my forehead.
I moved away and asked indifferently, “Who’s that girl?”
Instead of replying, Antonio pulled me into his arms. “Just a nobody. I’ll explain when we get home. Don’t cry.”
He was very gentle, and he had always been a good husband.
But why couldn’t I hold back my tears?
With my hand over my mouth, I realized I was mourning my youth.
I had truly loved him.
I raised my head stubbornly, demanding an answer.
Whatever he said, I’d believe him.
Antonio sighed slightly and wiped tears off of my eyes gently. “She’s pregnant. The baby is mine.”
Somehow, I forgot how to breathe. My head went blank.
I squirmed out of Antonio’s arms and took a few steps back.
It made him mad. He angrily pulled me back.
His tone was tender again when he warned me, “Grace, be mad at me if you want, but don’t torment yourself.”
I didn’t understand. He cheated on me and impregnated another woman.
Still, he pretended he loved me.
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
Then, the girl got out of the car. “Do you want me to explain to your wife?”
“Go back!” Antonio hissed in a tone carrying no warmth.
The girl looked at him timidly but didn’t move.
She was determined.
“My relationship with Mr. Kaufman isn’t what you think. The baby was unexpected.” She gave a bitter smile. “If only I had an option. I want it the least.”
Tears made everything before me blurry. So was the look on Antonio’s face.
“Stop talking! You’ll only make it worse!” His tone softened a little.
After being married to him for five years, I knew Antonio well.
I could feel his affection for this woman.
Jealousy and resentment rose inside me, eating at me.
I lost it and shouted.
The girl shook from fright and almost fell. Antonio hurried to hold her.
Seeing them hugging, I felt like I was the other woman.
Several seconds later, I had a plan.
I trotted toward them.
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When I was about to touch the girl’s baby bump, I was pushed away.
It was Antonio.
Sitting on the ground, I lifted my hand. My palm was scratched.
Antonio looked at his extended hand and was dumbstruck.
That day. he left the six–month–pregnant girl alone and took me home.
Yet I knew it was over between us