THROW THIS WITCH OUT!

My eyes widened as the words left my lips without thinking. “No.” The doctor's face twisted into a frown as she watched me in confusion. “What do you mean?” She asked. Nervousness ate its way inside me as I watched her. “I don’t want to tell my husband just yet. Like you said, the pregnancy test might not be very accurate. I don’t want to raise his hopes up only for the test to be wrong,” I lied through my teeth. Her eyes widened, understanding what I said as she nodded. A part of what I said was not a lie. There were still traces of truth within it. But the truth was that I was too scared to tell Ethan I was pregnant with his child. I was scared of his reaction—of what he’d say. I had no idea if Ethan even wanted a child with how his parents had raised him. And the last time I had been pregnant, he had said I was not worth carrying his heir. With everything happening with Jennifer and Tyler. No, I can’t risk telling him anything about me being pregnant now. When we have everything sor