My Husband Comes Back but Finds No HomeChapter 1
When I was pregnant, my husband, Zach Brooks, often worked late into the night.
Considerately, I'd prepare a midnight snack and bring it to his office, only to overhear him with his secretary, Zara, saying, "That hag is so dramatic. I really can't stand going home to face her bloated figure and endless nagging. If it weren't for her carrying my child, I'd definitely divorce her and marry you."
But if it weren't for his desire for a child, why would I risk my life to get pregnant?
At that moment, I saw his true colors.
I decided to have an abortion to fulfill him and Zara as he wished.
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It was already midnight when Zach got home.
After washing up, he lay on the other side of the bed. I heard his phone ding non-stop.
The light from his phone flickered faintly before my eyes. Perhaps he was checking if I was asleep.
He wrapped his arms around me and gently rubbed my belly.
"Mr. Brooks, why don't you ever stay to keep me company? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to hold me while sleeping than that hag?"