His Precious Daisy, My Lost Child
Language: en
My husband Caleb's mistress and I were in a car crash at the same time, but he chose to save her first. At the hospital, the doctor told me I had a miscarriage because I was taken to the hospital too late after the accident. "Caleb," I croaked, "our baby is gone." Caleb was standing at the door of the ward, holding his mistress, Daisy. Daisy only had a few scrapes. He frowned. "Willow, stop making a fuss. Daisy's pregnancy is still delicate." That's when I finally saw it clearly. The woman he was protecting had a visibly rounded belly, at least four months along. He had publicly…