Sterile Lies, Pregnant Truths
Language: en
To everyone else, I was just a "kept man." A trophy husband. All because I was born with nothing. Only Sienna, from beginning to end, told me I was great. She told me I wasn't the useless trash they claimed I was. We eventually got married. We were deeply in love, or so I thought. On our third wedding anniversary, I held a black card in my hand—loaded with enough cash to buy several luxury villas—intending to give it to Sienna as a surprise. Sienna gently wrapped her arms around my neck, leaning in to whisper softly: "Ethan, you’re going to be a father." My entire body went rigid. I pulled…