Chapter 5

“And don’t get jealous now, but Dona and I hit the jackpot on our first try. It’s a boy. One shot, and we’re having a son! Do you know how lucky that is?”

I was speechless.

To have a child with Jeffery, I begged him to go to the clinic and freeze his sperm so we could try IVF. I went through countless hormone injections alone, my abdomen covered in needle marks. The side effects left me twenty pounds lighter in just a month, and when Jeffery saw me, he called me disgusting.

I controlled my diet, religiously took the prescribed medications, and even choked down all the bizarre supplements his mother forced on me—all in an effort to have a baby with him.

While I was doing everything I could to conceive, Jeffery was out having the time of his life.

What he didn’t know was that the reason we hadn’t had children all these years wasn’t because of me—it was because of him. Jeffery had been diagnosed with low sperm count.

But his ego was too fragile and his pride too big, so I hid the te