Wife in Labor, His Lover by Her Side — Novel

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In the whirlwind of childbirth, David thought he’d be the one at Sarah's side, ready to welcome their first child into the world. But as the doors to the operating room close, a familiar face—Michael, Sarah’s first love—steps in, leaving David stranded in a storm of confusion and jealousy. The moment he sees Michael holding their newborn, a mix of joy and fury surges through him. Why is the man who once broke Sarah’s heart now holding their son?

As David grapples with feelings of inadequacy, Sarah’s seemingly unshakeable bond with Michael deepens, transforming their home into a battleground of emotions. With every shared laugh and tender glance, David feels like an outsider in his own family. Is it merely kindness, or is Sarah still entangled in the past she once shared with Michael?

Caught in a web of love, betrayal, and fierce longing, David is faced with a heart-wrenching question: how far will he go to fight for his place in Sarah’s life? As tensions rise and secrets unravel, the stakes escalate. Will David reclaim his family, or will he lose Sarah to a love that has never truly died?

Wife in Labor, His Lover by Her SideChapter 1

On the day my wife gave birth, I followed her hospital bed all the way from the hospital room to the door of the operating room.

I had already agreed with my wife beforehand that I would be the one accompanying her, and just as I was about to follow her inside, the doctor gave me a look.

“Are you Michael Carter?”

I froze for a moment. Michael was my wife Sarah Miller’s ex-boyfriend, the man she once considered her first love.

While I was still stunned, hurried footsteps sounded behind me. I turned and saw Michael, panting heavily, stop right in front of the doctor.

“Doctor, I’m Michael.”

Watching the doctor lead Michael inside, I rushed forward, only to be blocked by a young nurse standing to the side.

“Only the husband is allowed to accompany the mother-to-be. What are you doing here causing trouble?”

The operating room door closed right in front of me. I forced down my humiliation and tried to comfort myself.

It’s fine. They must have mistaken him for someone else.

I crouched helplessly by the door, tortured by the thought of Sarah enduring the pain of childbirth alone while I, her husband, couldn’t be by her side.