Chapter 002

2.

Janette’s POV

“If this is a joke, stop it, Doc. What do you mean I am three months pregnant? I came here for a test today. I’ve been your regular customer when it comes to pregnancy tests and the results always come out negative. What is going on? Don’t play such a joke with me, please.” I scolded her with a serious expression on my face. I didn’t like a situation where someone would use my problem to make fun of me. This isn’t fair at all.

She smiled and patted my shoulder. “You have to calm down, Mrs. Wayne. Relax. I am a doctor and would never play with my patient’s emotions. I don’t joke with them either, especially in a crucial moment like this. I am serious. You are pregnant. It is positive this time around.” She explained, but I shook my head, still finding it difficult to believe.

“No, you’re messing with me. This isn’t true!” I exclaimed while frantically shaking my head. “It’s not true.” I repeated.

“It is true, Mrs. Wayne. I know it’s hard to believe considering the fact that you’ve been here a lot but trust me on this one. I would never lie to you.” She cooed and tears rolled down my cheeks.

“You aren’t lying? I’m actually pregnant? For real?” I asked and she nodded. A smile came to my face and my tears fell more. I didn’t even know which emotion to portray first. I was finally pregnant. The divorce won’t work out anymore. I can finally have a happy marriage with Lucas. Good Lord! I felt so blessed and happy.

“I’d advise you to stay away from strenuous activities and eat lots of fruits and vegetables. The pregnancy is still tender, and please whatever happened today that made you bleed, make sure it doesn’t repeat itself. It’s a miracle you didn’t have a miscarriage.” She advised and I nodded my head in excitement.

“Can I go now? I need to break this wonderful news to my husband. He’s going to be so happy!” I babbled excitedly and she chuckled.

“I’ll discharge you soon. I need to watch and see if nothing else is wrong with you before letting you go.” She replied and I smiled.

A few hours later, I was released and held the pregnancy tests results as I got into the car and drove off. I couldn’t contain my joy as I sped to the house. At last! I was finally happy. Once Lucas sees these results, he will forget about the divorce and take me back. I simply couldn’t wait.

When I got to the house, I rushed in and met him seated on the couch with his mistress. She had her head on his shoulder while they laughed and looked at each other lovingly. I sighed. Lucas never looked at me that way. I consoled myself with the fact that all that would change once I showed him the test results.

“Lucas, there’s good news.” I walked to where they were seated and beamed at him. He didn’t return the smile.

“I thought you left. What the heck are you doing back here?” He snapped.

“I’m pregnant, Lucas. Look!” I handed over the results to him, and he glanced through them. With a smile, I waited for him to scream for joy and hug me. My arms were already wide open to receive him, but he and the lady burst into a fit of laughter instead. I stood, staring at them, confused and wondering what could be so funny in a test result paper?

“Pregnant indeed! You’re now pathetic to this level?” Lucas snapped and I flinched. “How dare you fake a result? Do you think this is funny?” He snarled, his gaze cold.

“No, that’s not true. I’m really pregnant. We can go to the hospital for a test.” I told him but he scoffed at me..

“Hospital? So you can plan with the doctor like you did with this one? And if it's even “true” like you claimed, I'm sure he isn't responsible for that pregnancy,” The lady chuckled and stood up as she walked to where I stood. “You went this far because you didn’t want a divorce? You are a shameless bitch!” She snapped and I balled my fists.

“I didn’t make all these up. Lucas, you have to believe me.” I pleaded, but he looked away from me.

The lady took the test results and tore them to shreds in front of me. I gasped and looked at her angrily.

“You!” I snapped at her.

“No, bitch! People don’t snap at me,” She said, and before I could say anything, she slapped me. My eyes widened as I held my cheeks.

“Ah! How could you slap me?” She burst into tears and Lucas rushed to us. He glared at me and looked at her. “I only scolded her for forging the test results, and she slapped me.” She lied, crying, and my eyes widened.

“I didn’t touch her! She was the one who slapped me. Lucas, you have to believe me.” I pleaded, but he grabbed my shoulder and violently shook me.

“How can I believe a liar brave enough to fake pregnancy, huh? How can I believe a whore like you? You’re just a lowly and pathetic barren. How dare you touch my woman?” He yelled and pushed me to the ground. My back hit the wall and I held my stomach. “Stay out of my sight, Janette. Your sight alone repulses me. If you don’t want me to kill you, stay the fuck away!” He yelled and held her up as he led her away, while she hugged him, pretending to be in pain.

Tears rolled down my cheeks as I rested my back on the wall. I rubbed my stomach. If I stayed here, they’re definitely going to kill me and my unborn child. I forced myself to stand to my feet as one painful realization dawned on me; My husband didn’t love me. He hated me, and who knows, he might hate my child more and call him or her a bastard. I’d rather raise my child alone than let him suffer.

And with that concluded within me, I made up my mind to sign the divorce papers.

And so the next day, I followed him to the lawyer’s office where we both signed and everything was finalized. I didn’t regret my decision one bit. I’m doing this for my unborn child; the unborn child he called fake.

We walked out of the office together and Lucas faced me. “I hope I never see you again, Ex-wife.” He muttered with so much contempt and didn’t wait for me to say anything else before walking away.

A lone tear dropped from my eyes and I forced a smile.

“Yes, Lucas. You aren’t going to see me again because I’m leaving you for good. I’m leaving this damn country as well.” I muttered and walked out as well.

My mind was made up to leave this place and start anew in a place where my child would be loved and where I wouldn’t be reminded of the past.

And so a few days later, I was already on the plane, heading to Chicago, where I was set to begin the next phase of my life… for the sake of my baby.

I looked through the window of the plane and sighed.

“I hope I never see you again, Ex-husband.”