He Cheated While I Was in Labor,So I Took His Company — Novel

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The night of the New Year’s Eve baby delivery should have been the happiest moment of Viola Henson’s life, but as she feels the sting of betrayal alongside her labor pains, the joy is overshadowed by a shocking discovery. Derek Shaw, her devoted husband, seems to have been playing a different role altogether—one that leaves her questioning everything she thought she knew about love and loyalty. With a torn condom wrapper as evidence, Viola is propelled into a world of secrets and lies, where trust is nothing but a fragile illusion.

As she grapples with the betrayal, Viola is left to ponder her next steps. Does she hold on to the life they built together, or does she take the reins of her own future—and his company—into her own hands? The arrival of their baby should be a moment of unity, but the tension between them grows palpable, especially with Derek’s charming facade still intact.

With a new life to protect and a heart shattered by deceit, Viola must choose between forgiveness and revenge. Can she reclaim her identity and find strength in her newfound role as a mother? Or will the weight of Derek’s betrayal drag her down? In this gripping tale of love, betrayal, and resilience, every choice has its price, and the stakes have never been higher.

He Cheated While I Was in Labor,So I Took His CompanyChapter 1

New Year's Eve. My water broke without warning.

Derek Shaw didn't even stop to put on shoes. He scooped me up and carried me to the car, his bare feet scraping across the frozen pavement until they left bloody streaks on the concrete.

My eyes burned with tears—grateful, overwhelmed.

Then I saw it. On the back seat. A torn condom wrapper.

"What... is this?"

I struggled to steady my breathing, fingers trembling as I picked up the small foil packet.

Derek glanced at it in the rearview mirror. His expression didn't change—not even a flicker.

"Must've been Adela Matthews eating takeout in my car yesterday. Probably a wrapper from one of those disposable gloves."

"Viola Henson, don't overthink it. The only thing that matters right now is getting you and the baby through this safely."

I stared at the residue clinging to the inside of the wrapper. For a long time, I couldn't move.

He was right about one thing.

The only thing that mattered was delivering this baby.

The poor child. Born into a world where his father was already gone.

——

The hospital emergency room was packed, even on the eve of the holiday.

"Honey, you're going to be fine."