Pregnant ex wife

chap 1

Ashley Parson's pov :
" Congratulations, you're pregnant"

" oh no god,  thank you thank you.  You know I'm so happy. Thank you Carley. I can't wait to tell him" Ashley says hugging the doc.

" yeah I'm so happy for you Ash. Now I'm going to give you some prenatal vitamins and a pamphlet with dos and don'ts.  You can book the next appointment in the reception. Bye honey". Carley says hugging her good bye.

   She is an old friend of mine.  We studied together in middle school. Yup we still stay in contact.
  
    I'm now going home with my driver. My husband thinks I will be safer with a driver. Yeah so cliche right. But we are like that.  High School sweet hearts. The moment I saw him I knew it was him. He was always so caring and loving and very over protective.
   
   We have been trying for about 6 months now to get pregnant and start a new family. He finally took over as the CEO of his dad's company and told me he is ready to start a family. I've always wanted one but he wanted to take it slow.
   
   With all the thinking I didn't notice that I have reached home. Thanking Wilfred my driver,  I go in with all these plans of how I'm going to tell him the great news.
 
    Just as I'm about to enter I notice his car in the garage. I frown he is not usually home this time. Okay now I have to take this situation to my advantage. I'm going to pretend sick and when he is gushing over me all worried I'm going to open up the news. Chuckling to myself I enter.

   " Addy, when did you come?" I ask in my usual hyper voice. Omg I have to pretend sick... Mentally smacking myself I keep my face sad " I visited the doctor today. These days I'm not at all feeling well. I'm so tir.." I see him drinking half way through the bottle.
 
       I blink a few times.  I can't believe he is drinking. He usually doesn't drink except when he is so frustrated. I swore to never drink after a drunken driver hit my parents car and I lost both of them same day. I still remember the day he told me he also wouldnt drink unnecessarily.

     " Addy baby what happened?" He looks over from the glass and sees me with what disgust. Immediately I know something is wrong and it has to do with me.

     " Baby? Don't call me that ever again. How many people have you called that name you worthless where." he asks with gritted teeth. I gasp. " how dare you call me wh.." I was cut off.  " Don't open your mouth you good for nothing gold digger. "

     He strides towards me and grasp my neck " What have I not given you? I gave you everything. I gave you my world. Yes I haven't been able to spend much time with you lately but I have taken over a company goddammit. You should have understood but no you have to take your slutty ass and cheat that too with my arch rival Bryant"

     I couldnt hold it any more. Tears start flow down my cheeks. I just feel like someone have placed a mountain over my heart. He was possessive but never once he doubted me. But now he is accusing me of such a great lie.

   " No I would never look at someone other than you. Why are you saying this? I ask.  " Is that so. Now what would you say for this" he throws a bunch of photos at my face.

     I see them and my breath caught in my throat. " No No No t there has to be s some misunderstanding.  I don't know who this man is.  Believe me" I stutter sensing my impending doom and with a slender hope that he would trust me. What is a relationship without trust right.

     Hahaha he just laughs evilly. " You don't know him.  You fucking know him very well Ashley. I was the one who introduced him to you at the annual party. Don't fucking lie to my face. "

     " Yes but I don't know him that way. Please..". Enough Ashley just don't show me that disgusting face to me anymore. Sign the divorce and get the hell out of here. You are nothing but a fucking trash that I will stamp and move on".

       " But Addy I'm pregnant" I say with a heavy heart that was just shattered into pieces. I hanging by a small thread of hope that he would accept me atleast for the sake of our baby.

       " What?" He looks guilty for a moment. Then he becomes silent like he was having a silent battle within himself. Then he looks determined. " Don't even imagine that I would father your bastard child. Go to the man for whom you spread your legs. Just get the hell out of here".

        Of fucking course.  Bastard.? Who calls his own child bastard.  Whore slut?  That hurt but okay. But no one calls my child bastard. He is my precious bundle of joy and I will give my everything for him. I don't want him to grow in the presence of a dad who doesn't love him.

      I just don't know what to do. May be I should fight harder.  Maybe I should give up and run away. May be I should find this Bryant and prove this wrong. No whether I cheat or not trust is what important. He should have investigated it or atleast try to find the truth. But no. There is no use in fighting for something that is already over.

     Now all that matters is my baby and I'm going to try hard not to put too much stress. If I stay here anymore Im going to get only hurt. I don't need a man who doesn't trust me in my life.  If he doesn't want me then so be it.  I also don't need him.  Yes that's it.

    But I love him. I have been so dependant on him for too long. He never let me do anything.  He always takes me wherever I want and was always there for me.  It has been that way since high school. Now can I stand being alone.

    Atleast I have my baby with me.  I have to do this for him.  I can't keep begging him to believe that the baby is his.  Yes that's it I'm going to sign the papers and go. But where would I go? For now let me just go out before I change my mind.

    I stand up and sign those papers which were already signed by him. Guess what I'm not Ashley Blackburn anymore. Ha I just walk quietly to our room no scratch that his room and pack my things.  I walk out with my head held high showing no signs of remorse.

    He stands there with a pained expression. He even more frowns when he sees my blank face. Yeah that hurts like bitch.  But I'm not going to show him that. I have done nothing wrong and I won't beg him for anything.

    I leave the house with my things which I had before our marriage. He called me a freaking gold digger now I feel disgusting to use even a bobby pin he bought for me.

    I'm not stupid. Infact I was my school topper and joined the prestigious Harvard for my business administration.  But he didn't want me to work. He told me that he would love to come home to me and me working will only mess up our schedule.

     Me being naive believed that. Now I regret it. Pregnant,  divorced and nowhere to go. Perfect. How am I even going to provide for my baby? Atleast I should have accepted some money he offered just enough to keep us alive. No Noway I'm doing that. Eventhough I lost everything I have one thing left. My dignity. Atleast if I had a job I wouldn't have felt so worthless and unsure of my future.

    If only I had a job.... I sigh