Anya’s POV:
“Congratulations, Mrs. Carter, you are pregnant and expecting to have more than one.” The gynecologist said as she handed the report to me.
‘Pregnant?’ I was stunned for a moment before I took the report from her. I subconsciously touched my belly as I still couldn’t believe life was lying here. Had I heard right? I was really pregnant?’
“Mrs. Carter, however, you must be careful. Our examination indicates that your uterine wall is fragile, and you are expecting more than one child, which is very dangerous for your life.” The doctor said to me seriously as she could see the shock in my eyes.
“I understood,” I said as take the reports and prescription from her.
I walked out of the hospital in a daze, as I didn’t know how what to do. I am conflicted about whether I should tell Evan about my pregnancy or not.
Even though Evan and I had been married for two years, our marriage was nothing more than a marriage between two families. And if for not the incident three years ago, I wouldn’t have been even married to Evan.
At the thought of what happened three years ago, my heart ached. That incident changed my whole life.
Two years ago, at the engagement banquet of Evan and Tara, my half-sister, after being set up by someone, I ended up having sex with Evan, who was also drugged.
The next day the scandal that Walter’s Group's eldest daughter hooked up with her brother-in-law was all over the news.
Because of the incident, Tara’s mental state broke down, and she was sent abroad for treatment.
And, I, Anya Walter, become a most shameless woman, who slept with her brother-in-law.
However, the Walter and Carter families had been friends for generations and this marriage is meant to deepen the connection between the two families. Hence the elders of both family Karl Walter and Marshall Carter forced me and Evan to get married.
Because of this, Evan hated me even more and believed that it was all my plan to get married to him. And no matter how many times I tried to explain to him however he never believed me at all.
And our marriage became the best way for Evan to vent his anger on me. There is not even a single day in these two years when he didn’t humiliate me…
Every time they had sex, he forced me to eat birth control pills, because he didn’t want me to give birth to his child, as he thought that I was not qualified to give birth to his child.
After thinking for a while, I looked at the driver and said, “Take me to the Garden Villa.”
Hearing that, the driver looked at me with doubt and asked again, “Madam, are you sure?”
“Yes, I am sure!” I took a deep breath and spoke. In the end, I decide to tell Evan about the child. I didn’t want my child to grow up without my father’s love, since I had experienced how it felt and I don’t my child to experience the same.
“It was also his blood and flesh, he will not be cruel to him, right?’ I thought inwardly.
Garden Villa was an extremely upper-class residence area developed in X city. There were only ten spare villas in the community, one of which was owned by the Carters. However, I was not the lady of the house, it was Tara Walter, the true love of Evan Carter. Ever since Tara returned from abroad, she lived there.
About half an hour later, the car stopped. Looking at the luxurious villa in front of me, I took a deep breath got out of the car, and strode into the villa.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw Tara sitting on the sofa in the living room. She draped in an elegant dress that seemed like something noble and elegant ladies should wear.
As if she was already anticipating me to show up, Tara was not surprised to see me.
She shot me a haughty look and displayed her authority over the house and asked, “Anya, what are you doing here?”
However, I was not in the mood to talk nonsense with her, so I said coldly, “I am here for Evan.” After saying that, I head to the upstairs.
However, Tara blocked me with her arm.
“That’s too bad! Evan worked late last night but still somehow found the energy to wake me up for some action. He only dozed off around the time the sun came up and is still sound asleep, so why don’t you go back for now?” she said with a smug grin.
Even though I knew that she was goading intentionally, I still felt a tightness in my chest.
Nevertheless, I managed to compose myself as best as I could and asked politely, “Where is his room? I will leave after discuss something with him.”
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