I went straight to my chamber just to cool my head and also process the new information. It just wasn't making any sense in my head. I didn't see this happening ever in my eight years of marriage to Ezekiel.
I guess my being pregnant for him wasn't enough. This was my third time of trying to have a child for him after two previous miscarriages. And now that it's looking like a success, this was what I got from him.
My train of thought was interrupted when the door to my chamber was pushed open.
I looked up to see Ezekiel walk into the room looking really exhausted. The whole excuse would be that he had a lot of duties to tend to but with what I found out today, I don't think I can trust him anymore.
"Hey. How's our baby doing?" He asked as soon as he approached the bed which I was lying on.
Before today, I would happily answer him with a huge smile on my face while I pondered on the type of loving husband I had. But now, I wasn't sure anymore. I don't even know who he is and what else he must have done before today.
Reluctantly, I responded, "Fine."