Chapter 25
Days turned into weeks, and the distance between Scott and me remained heavy hadn’t been able to talk to him properly since everything happened. The hurt the fear, and the anger were all tangled up inside me, making it impossible to move forward
Scott tried to reach out multiple times, but I couldn’t face him. Even though I knew deep down that he hadn’t cheated, the thought of the baby potentially being his was too much to bear. Every time I saw him, all I could think about was Emily’s claim and the possibility that it might be true.
One evening, Scott cornered me in the living room. His expression was a mix of desperation and sadness as he blocked my way. “Hannah, we need to talk,” he said firmly.
I crossed my arms, avoiding his gaze. “There’s nothing to talk about”
“Yes, there is,” he insisted, stepping closer. “I can’t keep living like this, and neither can you Please, tell me what you’re feeling.
I hesitated, my chest tightening as the words formed on my lips. “I can’t forgive you finally said, my voice trembling. “Not yet. Not until I know for sure.”
Scott’s face fell. “Hannah, I told you the truth. I didn’t cheat on you. I’ve never lied to you
“I know,” I whispered, tears brimming in my eyes. “But until we know whether that baby is yours or not, I can’t move past this. If the baby isn’t yours, then we can try to fix this. But if it is…”
I couldn’t finish the sentence, but Scott understood. His jaw tightened, and he nodded slowly. “If the baby is mine, then we’ll divorce,” he said quietly, his voice pained.
I looked away, unable to meet his eyes. “I can’t afford to get hurt again, Scott. Not like this” “I get it,” he said, his voice breaking. “But I swear to you, Hannah, I didn’t do this. You’re my only love. You always have been.”
I didn’t respond, but his words lingered in my heart long after he walked away.
The waiting was excruciating. Emily had agreed to the paternity test, and all we could do was wait for the baby to be born and for the results to come in. Every passing day felt like a weight pressing down on my chest.
Scott tried to be patient, giving me space but still checking in to make sure I was okay. hurt to see him hurting, but I couldn’t let my guard down. Not yet.
Finally, the day came when Emily gave birth. The hospital called to inform us, and Scott immediately arranged for the paternity test to be done. I stayed home, unable to face the reality of it all.
Days later, the results arrived. Scott came home with the envelope in his hand, his face pale but determined.
“This is it,” he said, holding it out to me. “Do you want to open it together?”
I stared at the envelope, my heart pounding in my chest. Slowly, I reached for it, my hands shaking as I tore it open.
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My eyes scanned the document, searching for the answer. When I found it, a sob escaped my lips. “It’s not yours,” I whispered, tears streaming down
my face.
Scott let out a breath he’d been holding, his shoulders sagging with relief. He pulled me into his arms, holding me tightly as I cried into his chest.
“I’m so sorry, Hannah,” he murmured, his voice filled with emotion. “I’m sorry for all the stress, for all the pain. I never wanted you to go through this.”
I clung to him, the weight of the past few weeks finally lifting off my shoulders. “I was so scared,” I admitted through my tears. “I didn’t know what to believe, what to feel. But now… I’m just so relieved.”
Scott kissed the top of my head, his hand rubbing soothing circles on my back. “It’s over now,” he said softly. “It’s just you and me, Hannah. No more lies, no more drama. I promise.”
As I calmed down, a strange feeling washed over me. My head began to ache, and a wave of nausea hit me like a brick. I pulled away from Scott, clutching my stomach.
“Hannah? What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice full of concern.
“I don’t know,” I said, wincing as the nausea grew stronger. Before I could stop myself, I rushed to the bathroom, barely making it in time to throw up.
Scott was at my side in an instant, holding my hair back and rubbing my back. “I think we need to get you to the hospital,” he said firmly.
At the hospital, the doctors ran a series of tests, and Scott stayed by my side the entire time, his worry evident in every glance and touch.
When the doctor finally came in with the results, she had a small smile on her face.
“Well, it seems we have some good news,” she said, looking at me.
I frowned, confused. “Good news?”
She nodded. “Congratulations, Mrs. Hayes. You’re pregnant.”
My jaw dropped, and I turned to Scott, who looked just as stunned as I felt.
“Pregnant?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes,” the doctor confirmed. “It’s still very early, but everything looks good so far.”
Tears filled my eyes as the reality of her words sank in. I was pregnant. With Scott’s baby. Scott’s hand found mine, squeezing it gently. “Hannah,” he said softly, his voice full of emotion. “We’re going to be parents.”
I looked at him, my tears spilling over as a smile broke across my face. “We’re going to be parents,” I echoed, laughing through my tears.
Scott leaned down, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I swear to you, Hannah,” he said, his voice steady. “I’ll never keep secrets from you again. I’ll protect you and our baby with everything I have.”
“And I promise to trust you,” I said, my heart full of love and hope more letting the past control us.”
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voice steady. “I’ll never keep secrets from you again. I’ll protect you and our baby with everything I have.”
“And I promise to trust you,” I said, my heart full of love and hope. “No more doubts. No more letting the past control us.”
In that moment, everything felt right. The storm we had weathered was finally over, and we stood on the brink of a new beginning–one filled with love, trust, and the promise of a future we’d build together..
