My Husband’s Girl Webnovel Read Online
Synopsis:
My husband Antonio Kaufman slept with a girl he met at a social fraternities party. She got pregnant. However, when I found out about it, she was already six months pregnant. Antonio wanted me to take care of the baby. He said it wouldn’t affect our marriage.
I refused. Sadly, I asked, “What’s your choice? Me or the baby?”
Antonio fell silent. After a long while, he still didn’t answer. Yet he regretted it after I left. Our marriage lasted for five years. He proposed to me after we graduated from college. I never imagined our marriage would end up this way.
Antonio carefully took a young and pretty girl out of the hospital. I was standing nearby. Our eyes met. He was being evasive, awkwardly avoiding making eye contact with me. The pregnant girl also looked at me. It seemed she was about to cry.
After helping her get into the car safely, Antonio said something to her and walked toward me. He was composed and relaxed. Even if he was flustered at first, the panic was completely gone now. He touched my icy cold hands and rubbed my fingers to warm them up.
“Why are you here? Not feeling good?” he asked in a very concerned tone before feeling my forehead.
I moved away and asked indifferently, “Who’s that girl?”
Instead of replying, Antonio pulled me into his arms. “Just a nobody. I’ll explain when we get home. Don’t cry.”
He was very gentle, and he had always been a good husband. But why couldn’t I hold back my tears?
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Synopsis:
My husband Antonio Kaufman slept with a girl he met at a social fraternities party. She got pregnant. However, when I found out about it, she was already six months pregnant. Antonio wanted me to take care of the baby. He said it wouldn’t affect our marriage.
I refused. Sadly, I asked, “What’s your choice? Me or the baby?”
Antonio fell silent. After a long while, he still didn’t answer. Yet he regretted it after I left. Our marriage lasted for five years. He proposed to me after we graduated from college. I never imagined our marriage would end up this way.
Antonio carefully took a young and pretty girl out of the hospital. I was standing nearby. Our eyes met. He was being evasive, awkwardly avoiding making eye contact with me. The pregnant girl also looked at me. It seemed she was about to cry.
After helping her get into the car safely, Antonio said something to her and walked toward me. He was composed and relaxed. Even if he was flustered at first, the panic was completely gone now. He touched my icy cold hands and rubbed my fingers to warm them up.
“Why are you here? Not feeling good?” he asked in a very concerned tone before feeling my forehead.
I moved away and asked indifferently, “Who’s that girl?”
Instead of replying, Antonio pulled me into his arms. “Just a nobody. I’ll explain when we get home. Don’t cry.”
He was very gentle, and he had always been a good husband. But why couldn’t I hold back my tears?
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