After My Miscarriage, My Husband Got Another Woman Pregnant — Novel

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In the aftermath of a devastating loss, Sherrie finds herself at a crossroads, battling the cold reality of her crumbling marriage. With her husband, Ian, seemingly more invested in his first love than in the well-being of his pregnant wife, Sherrie is left to navigate the storm of betrayal and heartache alone. How did their love turn so sour?

As the New Year approaches, Sherrie grapples with the haunting memories of a once-happy relationship, now overshadowed by Ian’s indifference. Each text that pings her phone feels like a dagger, while the warm, affectionate moments they once shared become distant echoes. With the arrival of Ian's new family member on the horizon, Sherrie must confront not only her grief but also the harsh truth of her husband's choices.

In a world where love can twist into something unrecognizable, can Sherrie reclaim her strength and redefine her future? As she faces the woman who has taken her place and the man who has betrayed her, Sherrie must choose between fighting for a love that may never return or finding the courage to walk away. Will she find her way back to herself, or will she be forever haunted by what could have been?

After My Miscarriage, My Husband Got Another Woman PregnantChapter 1

Eight months pregnant, Ian Shaw insisted that I accompany him back to his hometown for the New Year.

Worried about the baby, I refused, but he flew into a rage and smashed the tea set we had just bought.

On the day of departure, we stopped at a gas station, where he coincidentally ran into his first love, who was waiting for a bus home.

In a soft, sweet voice, Paula Keith said, "Ian, take me home first. Sherrie won’t mind, right?"

Ian replied, "She’s been doing nothing but eating and sleeping her entire pregnancy. It’s better for the baby if she stays in the car."

Paula didn’t hesitate, opening the passenger door and sliding into the front seat.

Halfway through the drive, sharp pain gripped my stomach, and I pleaded with him to take me to the hospital.

With a cold expression, he shoved me out of the car. "Stop using the baby as an excuse. If you don’t want to go back, then don’t. Just get out!"

He slammed the accelerator and drove away without looking back.

I collapsed in the freezing wind, consumed by the unbearable pain.

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When I regained consciousness, muffled voices floated above me.