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CHLOE. I walked out of the kitchen after warming up the water for the morning. My stomach had been aching, I felt like the whole juggling and ramming was too much for the child. I got some vitamin C for the child. Resting against the sink in my kitchen, I couldn't help but think about yesterday and how much Ethan showed that he hated me. It had been long since I felt such hate from him. He grabbed my neck and squeezed me so hard that I could feel his fingers in my skin. I brought it back, the hatred that he had for me, was me who brought it back. Or Matilda. I wonder why she hated me so much. I didn't even do anything to her but she had done nothing but show me how much she despised me. I sighed and dropped the cup I used in the sink before going to grab a table of water from the fridge. With this, I left the kitchen with one small bottle of water in my hand. At the same time, Matilda started to approach me. She was wearing a pink loungewear. It was a designer brand, Fashion Nova

CHLOE. Ethan made sure he followed me into the hospital. He wasn't even someone that I could say no to. The doctor attended to us first despite the others who had arrived before us. All the necessary things needed for the test were taken from me. I felt so much fear as the nurse moved around and took these things from me. I was so scared that they would tell Ethan what was wrong with me. A part of me was relieved the child would also be checked out. I really wanted to know how my baby was doing. To be sure the rough sex did not affect it. The nurse kept looking at me and it seemed she already knew what was wrong with me. We were in the doctor's office when he came in with a file. “Mr Ethan, congratulations!” He announced. My heart skipped a beat. I was in deep trouble. He would know. Ethan was going to know and he would tell me to abort the child. He would tell me to leave his house after. Just what if I die after aborting the baby? I was in deep trouble. My mother's bills stil

CHLOE. Grandma’s question made my hands tremble as she sat across from me in my bedroom. Grandma's eyes were sharp and knowing. Of course, she was an older woman. She could easily detect me and my pregnancy icks. “You’ve been acting a little different lately and this is the reason I came to the conclusion that you are pregnant,” Grandma said, her voice laced with curiosity and concern. I kept silent, unable to speak. I didn't know how to deny. I stiffened. My heart was racing but I could only cover it up with a nervous smile. “Pregnant? How could I be pregnant?”“Is there something you want to tell me, darling?” She asked as I kept silent, only smiling, but it felt strained. There was no escaping it now. I had been careful in order not to arouse suspicion. Grandma was not the type to be easily deceived. She was an older woman who knew more things than I did. “How could I be pregnant?” I asked, touching the back of my head which I knew could easily put me out there. She would ea

MATILDA. The tension I felt knowing that Chloe and Ethan were together doing only God knows what. I knew they working on the project but then it could lead to more than that eventually. I felt so much anger.My mind was disturbed at the thought of it. I felt turmoil and the need to have her sent out of this house because I wanted my man back. The mere thought of her stung me and the fact that she could easily sway Ethan to her side disturbed me more but then I wouldn't allow it. Katherine did hers and got away with it. This time, I would fight even though Chloe was a bigger threat. I pretended to be in the hallway where Ethan usually worked whenever he was tired in his office. I plugged in both of my earbuds yet did not play any music. It was the best way to fool them so that they wouldn't know I was listening to what they were saying to each other. They even whispered some words and I had to strain my ears to hear them. Although I didn't hear a lot, I’d overheard just enough to k

CHLOE. I stared at the document in my hands, the edges of the paper crinkling slightly as I gripped it too hard. I wanted to open it, to read whatever was inside, but I just… couldn’t. My fingers trembled as I placed it back on the desk, my eyes burning with frustration. I was pissed—angry, actually—about everything, but mostly about the fact that Grayson knew.But then I couldn't stop asking myself how he knew. I kept thinking, the question gnawing at me. How many other people knew? The more I thought about it, the more worried I became. Was it Ethan? Did he tell someone? I couldn’t imagine that he would. Ethan wouldn't reveal something like that about me—about us—would he? No. I shook my head, trying to dismiss the thought. No, it couldn’t be him. It wasn't someone to give too much information. He wouldn't do it, right? But then who could have done it? I couldn't think about any other person who could have divulged such information except him. He was the one who knew about me. Did