When I was anticipating informing my husband of my pregnancy, he filed for divorce and disclosed to me that his ex-girlfriend, my half-sister, had returned. Hence, I concealed my pregnancy, and distanced myself from them, until I was passionately pursued by a handsome and wealthy man who expressed his desire to be a father to my children.

“You may remain here for tonight. It’s late anyway. Annalise won’t move in until everything is settled. I don’t want her to feel uncomfortable.”

I stare up into his handsome face, trying to recognise the man I fell for.

I smile bitterly and nod at him. 

“Don’t worry, I’ll be gone. Say hi to Annalise for me.”

The following day dawns as gloomy and dark as the weight on my chest.

Sebastian left last night.

I wonder if he went to Annalise. 

I stare at the divorce file in front of me, five million dollars as alimony.

I toss the file onto the bed.

Placing a hand on my stomach, I calm myself.

I will not sit here and weep.

I will show him I am fine.

The doctor called me

It’s Valerie Scott, my Doctor and close friend.

“Zaia, I’m sorry to bother you so early. I was taking a second look at your reports, and I want you to come back for a few additional checks.”

I hang up, fear settling into the pit of my stomach and I quickly hurry to leave

Once inside the comfort of her office, she tells me to lie down on the bed so she can do a quick scan of my stomach.

“Zaia, you are having twins，which makes me all the more worried about this pregnancy and your health.”

She puts the file down and I frown.

“Will I lose them?” I ask,

“The chances of miscarrying are extremely high and until you are past your first trimester, I would say you need to rest as much as possible”.

I nod in understanding,

“Thanks, Val. Can I ask a weird question? Does a rejection harm an unborn child?”

She looks at me sharply, and I keep my chin up, hoping she doesn’t see right through me.

She sits back, pondering over it for a moment before she looks me straight in the eye, a calculating look in them.

“No Zaia, it won’t harm the child, but it will surely hurt the Mother and… if the Mother is already weak, for example like yourself, she may never be able to carry another child again.”

After bidding Valerie farewell, I don’t return home.

I have been debating what to do for the last hour.

Although I know he no longer wants me, I think I should at least try, for our children.

After all, as the father, he does have a right to know about them.

I arrive at Sebastian's office door

when I spot none other than Annalise sitting on Sebastian’s desk in an extremely short dress as she laughs at something he just said.

“Oh Seb, I can’t help but be worried that you are really in love with my sister.” Annalise’s voice makes me look up sharply.

A sliver of irritation rushes through me. I am still the Luna and his wife and until I have signed those papers; he is still mine… How dare she! I’m unable to hold back the anger I feel as I stride down the carpeted hall.

“Don’t be mistaken,” Sebastian replies. 

“So are you saying in the past three years you never developed any feelings for her?” 

There’s silence, and I place my hand on the wall, hoping he doesn’t shatter my resolve entirely.

“Not at all. It was simply a three-years-late rejection. Something I should have done long ago.” His cold reply comes.

she couldn’t even give you a child in these years… I’ll have a baby for us. You deserve an heir,” she says seductively.

"Sebastian, I was thinking perhaps we can go on a date to one of our old hot spring weekends? ” she purrs coquettishly.

My husband sits forward and my stomach churns when he places his hand on her bare thigh. “I think that’s an excellent idea.”

I step back, my heart screaming in pain, a pain no one will hear. I’m unable to stand here and watch them make a mockery of me.

So I gathered my courage and tried to push open the door in front of me.