A LOVE TO MEND

ke the hundredth time, a trail of joy and happiness surged through her. An uncontrollable, unfathomable smile of victory played on

e chauffeur to drive her to the Davies's mansion. She couldn't wait to share the news with her husband, to tell him face-to-face that they w

nceive. She had spent countless nights soaking her pillow with tears, praying fervently for just one child. But now, with this pregna

ey placed her hands on her stomach, gently patting it. S

esire. Her ticket to her husband's heart, her chance to let everyone know that she wasn't complete

hurriedly, the sound of her feet sim

arl

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was palpable-she was as happ

ards the bedroom. "Ouch. Ouch," she heard soft, intimate moans coming from the bedroom. She

to herself, shaking her head vigorously in disagreement, t

alised she had heard right, and this time she could hear t

ands, reaching for the doorknob, and then she paus

ight of her husband making out with his mistress on their matrim

sabella. The same woman who has always dwelled in her husband's

arles-her husband-was thrusting into her from behind, one hand holding unto her waist while the other one fo

gaze meeting hers. For a moment, he paused, but there was no remorse in his

Something he had never felt towards her. The lack of guilt sent Ashley ree

n. She was too overwhelmed with pain and emotional torture to giv

ood sweetheart, Isabella, but it has never crossed her mind that he

oulders and build make him athletic. His jawline was sharp and well defined, and

autiful features, timid, and the

father, who refused him marrying Isabella and insisted on him marryin

rly, he has always spat it on her face that she wo

led a taxi, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. She d

s voice came through, it was calm and familiar. Ashley's voice was trembling wi

the mirror, but she was too hurt to feel embarrass

of her tears. "Yes," she replied. "What's going on?

lace soon," Ashley said,

away her bags, sank onto the sofa, and sighed. Hailey moved closer to

ey's voice was soft, but her eyes widen with conc

red," she asked, every of her quest

rough the room. Hailey then pulled her into an embrace, patting

an has always had a difficult life, and tears welled up in her eyes, but she quickly blinked

wiped her tears. Her voice hoarse as

n shock. "What? Her face was covered in sadness. "

holding her head in frustration. "What co

ut of the house like that, but in reality, she had no idea what to do. She just

shouldn't endure such despicable treatment," rage simmered within her, yet her voice filled with

ey's words crushing on her. "I'm pregnant, Ha

to sympathy. "Congratulations," she said; her smil

her into another embrace, offering her all the comfort and solace that she needed to feel

iley's, unable to face Ch

y quiet. Charles had gone off to work. He hadn't car

vourite dish and set the table, hoping that the act of kindness would help sm

ater. His cold demeanour commands the ro

ng tone, carefully masking the pain

ug, but he shoved her away, and she lost h

intense than they have been in their three years of marriage. His expressi

ommanding as he slammed his briefcase on the table. A c

disbelief. What? He can't

ou know what? I don't care," he said dismissively. He pulled out

e spat out. The words piercing Ashley