Husband For Hire; Vengeance In Mind

My voice trembled as I focuse

nstead donate your sperm to Ursula, your high school sweetheart? Where

t comforting, but I could sense amusement in his eyes.

" he s

, which was showing an interaction between him and Ursula. I froze in shock. I browsed through th

e contacted me because she thought I was her last choice. I didn't inform you because we wanted to see how it

been so caught up in Clara's warnings, but now I see why she was so

quietly. Damien ga

ws how much you love me, and I'm lucky to have you." He kissed my forehead, pulling me clos

mach to churn. I hurriedly b

ying to the bathroom to throw up. Damien followed me insid

settle myself. The truth was that I was far from okay. I needed to tell him about my pregnancy as soon as possibl

my head. He walked me back to the bedroom, gently placing me on the bed and drawing the covers

he was probably already at work. After a quick breakfast, I quickly showered. I needed to go to the hospital to confirm so

nside of me, but it was swiftly replaced by fear. I c

I heard crying coming from a corner. I walked towards the sound, unsure what to

stuck in my throat. It was Ursula. The same woman I'd argued with my husban

correct? She spoke with a trembling voice. I nodded, wond

ve children... They're not aware of his low sperm count. And then the doctor told me that your husband's s

inquired, noting my exp

iftly and walked for the elevator. My brain was spinning. I wasn't sure how to feel. Should I be happy? If Damien's sperm had worked

ce. When I arrived, his door was slightly ajar. I paused, then moved c

sing your sperm." Her child is still yours. That was not in our plans." My heart skips a beat. What exactly were they ta

move. My heart raced and a knot formed in my stomach. Who did Dami

ass, hers around his waist. My mouth dried up, and I covered it to prevent a screa

stood paralyzed, feeling the weight

ieve what I was witnessing. My mind raced, attempting t

o me?" My eyes were

s trembling with wrath. "Clara, how could