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I laughed, a dry, humorless sound that echoed through the room.
“Pregnant? Oh, honey, you really are delusional, aren’t you?”
John shot up from his chair, his face contorted in anger. “Amelia! How dare you talk to her like that?”
I ignored him, my gaze fixed on Chloe’s pale face. “Go ahead, sweetheart. Tell him. Tell him whose baby you’re really carrying
Chloe’s eyes widened in fear. She looked from me to John, her face draining of all color. John seemed to sense something was wrong. He turned to Chloe, his voice
tight.
“What is she talking about?”
Chloe opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. She looked like a deer caught in headlights, her eyes darting back and forth between us.
I stood up, my gaze unwavering. “Don’t worry, Chloe. I’ll tell him. You see, John and I… we’ve been keeping a little secret. A secret that you’re about to make very public.”
I walked towards the door, leaving John and Chloe frozen in their seats. As I reached the hallway, I turned back, a triumphant smile spreading across my lips.
“Oh, and John? I think it’s time you scheduled a paternity test. Just to be sure, you
know?”
And with that, I walked out of the house, leaving John to face the consequences of his actions alone.
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John’s world came crashing down around him. He stood there, paralyzed, as Chloe’s lies unraveled before his very eyes. He remembered the day Amella had casually suggested he get tested, back when they were still trying to conceive. He’d brushed it off, convinced it was her, not him. The memory stung like salt in a
wound.
He whirled around, his voice a mixture of anger and desperation.
“What is she talking about, Chloe? Answer me!”
Chloe, backed into a corner, finally cracked. Tears streamed down her face as she launched into a teary, rambling explanation. It was all a lie, she confessed, a desperate attempt to hold onto the life she thought she could have with him. She never meant for things to go this far.
John, disgusted and heartbroken, walked out. He didn’t look back. He went straight to his mother, the one person he knew would tell him the truth. The news of Chloe’s betrayal had spread like wildfire, and his mother, ever the pragmatist, had already started digging. She confirmed Amelia’s story, revealing Chloe’s web of lies and manipulations.
John was devastated. He had lost everything – his wife, his company, his dignity. And for what? For a woman who never loved him, a child that wasn’t his.
He spent the next few weeks drowning his sorrows, each drunken night blurring into the next. He showed up at Amelia’s doorstep, begging for forgiveness, but she
choice, and now he had to live wouldn’t let him in. He’d made his with the
consequences.
