I'm Pregnant by Your Husband

“I don’t understand what happened to Vadik, but now he’s very distant from me and from our older daughter. A short red-haired stranger put her hand on her neat little belly and smiled at me as if she were smiling at her own.”

Her freckled face became somehow unpleasantly plain.

—He’s still waiting for your son to draw up the deed for that house. But maybe he won’t wait anymore. Could you talk to him? Tell him that since you’ve been together for so long, he needs to take responsibility for our daughter and the future son.”

Shock made my mouth go dry, and my tongue stuck to my palate. We’re done with each other? Vadik is waiting for Léna to make the deed? But we’re officially married to him, and we are not going to divorce.

Good grief, what’s going on?

—And who are you, exactly? — I squeezed out, already perfectly understanding what was happening.

—I’m your husband’s wife, — the redhead answered confidently. And added: — We got married a couple of years ago. Vadik—he’s a real wheeler-dealer, he managed to negotiate…”