A Barren Woman.

Asher's POV.

My gaze turned to Sandra in shock, I wasn't expecting her sudden visit, it wasn't a visit, she had caught me cheating on her. I cussed under my breath, the betrayal gnawing at me for getting caught.

“Asher, you?” She finally said after being awfully quiet for minutes, her voice sounding cool like someone who was fine with what she had discovered but I knew better than to believe that.

I slid my boxers on right under the blanket as I fastened my belt and Theresa hissed, only concerned about the fun getting disrupted. Getting off the bed, I walked closer to her, still in shock as I never expected this, not even in the years to come.

Her eyes darted from me to Theresa who got off the bed also, the blanket covering her naked body.

“Sandra, it's not totally what you think!” I said, my hands moving to touch her but it only grazed her skin as she moved a step backward stopping me.

“You've been cheating on me??” She asked, her voice cracking as I hated the way she sounded, she looked miserable all because of me and I didn't like it.

She need not ask the question as It was obvious that I had truly been cheating, but I didn't want to admit nor deny. I didn't know whether my relationship with Theresa was just a fling or something I took seriously. She faced Theresa, who watched, with her reaction less concerned.

“He was here when I called you?” Sandra asked, trying to fight back the tears that threatened to fall off her eyes.

“Yes he was, I meant to send him home sooner but he wouldn't come, you disgust him” Theresa said and Sandra's eyes fell in disappointment and in betrayal. I wished I could shut Theresa up but I didn't want to feel stupid.

“Theresa, how could you?” Sandra muffled, tears falling off her eyes, she was hurt and I could do nothing to stop it.

“You couldn't satisfy him, you heard him on the phone, he wants me and not you” Theresa spat, rolling her eyes at Sandra as she said that.

Before Sandra could give a response, I found the need to butt in. I turned to Theresa, my gaze darkening.

“You were on the phone with her earlier, and you didn't stop me from saying a word?” I asked, finding it hard to believe that Theresa did such a thing, talking with my wife while she was with me.

Sandra scoffed, her gaze locking with mine, she must have believed that I wasn't feeling remorseful for what I had done to her but rather I was regretting not being able to protect my secret affair.

I couldn't point it out if she was right or wrong. Everything just felt like a dream, one I shouldn't have had.

“She deserves to know, it's been six months already!” Theresa snapped.

Damn Theresa, she's spilling everything, the fact that I had been going out with her since six months ago was now clear to Sandra and I dread what she would do. My gaze darted from Theresa back to Sandra in terror.

Alexandra staggered backward with her back hitting the door. I wanted to hold her, be a guide for her weak legs but doing that at the moment would be so stupid.

“Six months! It was getting clear, the reason why my marriage had been a failure since six months ago was because of this damn affair, was because Theresa got between us” Sandra said, her painful eyes directed at me and I found myself not saying anything. I just couldn't.

“Six months? Asher, how could you? I loved you!” She yelled, letting the tears flow freely down her face. She's weak, fragile and she doesn't deserve this, not after all she did to please me, but I shattered her heart and I didn't seem to be regretting that.

“You loved him, but he doesn't!” Theresa yelled back.

“Theresa, just keep shut” I snarled but Theresa couldn't be controlled and she rambled on.

“He stopped loving you when you couldn't satisfy him, I wouldn't lie to you Sandra, he got tired of you” Theresa said, making me want to shut her up in any way I could but I was powerless.

“Asher, I gave you all I had, all I ever got to acquire, all my money, my wealth, my company, and everything I had, I gave you my heart Asher, why pay me back this way?” Sandra asked, and I felt my heart ache. I knew she'd talk about that, yes, she gave me everything, all she had.

“There is one thing you were never able to give him, a child, A SON!” Theresa roared and my gaze turned to her in annoyance, she was spilling more than she could handle but she was right, the reason why I ended up having an affair was because she couldn't get pregnant, for the three years we had been together, she never got pregnant.

I had been seeing Theresa, sleeping with her cousin for six months because she couldn't get me a child.

“Theresa, just stop for goodness sake, you will ruin my marriage!” I cautioned facing Theresa and Sandra chuckled bitterly.

“Your marriage?” Theresa asked and scoffed as she pulled the blanket more firmly to her body to protect her naked body.

“You should be thinking about our baby right now and not your marriage!” Theresa yelled, spilling the last secret that was left untouched.

“B--baby??” Sandra asked, stuttering while trying to say that single word.

“Damn!” I muttered, running my hands through my hair.

Sandra's eyes roamed the two of us, finding answers which none of us was willing to give.

She moved closer to Theresa, her hand gripping her shoulder so tight as she made her lock eyes with her.

“What baby, Theresa??? What baby are you talking about!” Sandra asked in terror.

“Are you that dumb, Sandra? You couldn't notice anything for the past six months and now you can't process just a single word?” Theresa asked, staring at Sandra disdainfully.

“Say the word Theresa!!” Sandra yelled in tears and I shut my eyes, heaving a heavy sigh of frustration but a loud groan made me open those eyes, looking back at Theresa, she was now on the floor, her hands on her tummy.

“Asher! She pushed me! Our baby” Theresa cried.

My face widened as I rushed to Sandra's side, my blood boiling in anger, a feeling I had felt only before I met her.

“The hell is wrong with you barren woman?!” I yelled, pushing her to the ground the same way she must have pushed Theresa, her eyes widened in shock as her head hit the door, falling into a state of unconsciousness immediately.