​​My marriage has been a hell for a while, and every day, i wished i never said yes to him on the day.

Just three days ago, i received a shocking news from the doctor

"Mrs Miller, I'm sorry to say this but you're suffering from a malignant brain tumor and your system may not carry you for more than six months "

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Those words were like bullets in my heart, but what was more painful was seeing my husband in another woman's hands. I'm not sure if he felt sad about my sickness, maybe he was even happy that I'll leave the world for him.

I had called Andrey, my husband for five years and i literally begged him to come over, to spend dinner in the house, with his wife and he said yes to it. I spent an entire afternoon making the place romantic for both of us, but after cooking and cleaning the place, i waited anxiously for Andrey to show up but he didn't. Time passed, and the food soon became cold. I then decided to call him, only for a woman to pick his phone call.

"Who are you please?"

"This is Charlotte..."

I couldn't finish my sentence when she interrupted me with a harsh chuckle.

"I know who you are, Mrs Charlotte Miller. I guess you're looking for your husband Andrey. Well, he's unavailable now, because he is busy cooking for me"

At first, i was reluctant to believe her words, though through her voice, i know she was Emma, Andrey's lover. But i didn't want to judge first, not until i heard his voice

"Who made the call?"

"I think it was a wrong number... Beep beep beep "

She cut the phone on me, and my heart was as well broken to a million pieces...again.

The food, the decorations, etc were all useless. He chose someone else, no doubt. As i continued thinking about this, blood dripped from my nose, an effect of the brain tumor i was suffering from.

Seeing this, i stood up and smiled. Though the inside of me was sad, very very sad. Maybe Andrey was actually happy about the news... It would be a good way to get rid of me, who knows?

As i stood up, i walked into the restroom and i washed up, i cleaned my face and went back into the bed, disappointed about everything.

The disappointment made me to drift to sleep, and i slept for hours, until the sound of engines woke me up.

I stood up and glanced at the window, to behold a black SUV car, and a tall, handsome man of about 6 feet and twelve inches tall. I was surprised as he came, i taught he woould not show up till the next day, or the next week perhaps. He walked elegantly to me and with lust in his eyes, he tore my clothes. We began kissing and smooching and all that, but he ruined it by calling his godforsaken lover's name.

Yes, he wanted to have his way with me and that was all, i was an object to be used and dumped when he felt like.

I felt degraded every time he came back, only to fill his desires and then go back into the arms of another woman.

He went to the bathroom to wash up, the rain was falling and it fell really hard, then i heard a buzz, it was his phone.

Oh seriously? Emma took my husband away from me, and the only minute he spends with me, she wants to take it also?... I taught to myself.

I picked the call and she said, with her seductive voice i hated so much

"I'm scared Andrey, can you come with me? *Cries*"

Now that's it. She's going to get s taste of her own medicine

"He's not available today"

Beep beep beep, the woman cut the call

At some point, i felt like what i did was wrong. Should i show Andrey the phone? But it's the only time i have to spend with him, and she wants to ruin it for me... I taught deeply.

With Andrey still in the bathroom, i carefully kept his phone back and almost immediately, Andrey came out of the toilet.

When he came out, he looked at me, with a wicked aura. He held something which wasn't a knife, but it stabbed my heart and shattered it once more.

Just a moment ago, we made love... Though it was a more lustful type but it still counted, and now, he was holding a contraceptive so i won't get pregnant.

What was i? A doll? A sex toy? Even a prostitute has more privilege... They get paid at least.

Then to ruin situations, his lover called him again. Then he spoke to her, like the dashingly handsome gentleman he is, that he would come and pick her, only should she find a place to stay before the rain stops.

In a flash, he left my presence, forgetting to even force me to take the pills.

"I've lost him", i taught to myself... In seconds, the superman left the room and took his car away, leaving me broken once more.

When he left, i wrapped myself in a thick blanket and slept off, trying to put my sorrows away. I slept off because my head was hurting. Between the head and the heart, I couldn't determine which part was more hurt.

Interrupting my sleep, i heard a noise from the front of my door, lo and behold, my superhero husband was carrying Emma on the arms.

She was such a flirt, what did she want now? To take my home? Is wrecking my home not enough for her?

I could see the way Andrey took her on the arms lovingly, while she shivered. I was so pissed that i confronted Andrey immediately

"Why did you bring her here? Have you forgotten that this is our matrimonial home? Why are you bent on breaking my heart Andrey? Why!"

As the trash she is, she obviously decided to play the victim, trembling in his arms. He gave me the wicked look... As if saying "very soon, it won't be our matrimonial home again", His eyes were full of spite. Then Emma gave a very annoying statement;

"Please Andrey, don't fight with your wife over me... Dont let her throw me out the house", then she passed out.

I could see that Andrey was very angry with me. He must've blamed me for scaring his beloved. In my presence, he carried her into the guest room... The room in which we used when we wanted a break from each other.

He was literally shutting me out of his life.

"I am your wife Andrey, we have been married for five years and like it or not, you still have rights over me"

I stood at the entrance of the door, waiting for him to give me a valid explanation of it all but he didn't come out... Or rather, he did, but not for me. He came out, holding his lover on the arm and was about living the house.

So that was it, i was just going to die like that, without Andrey's attention and love. I wasn't dear yet but his attention was already diverted to his lover... Talk more of when i die

No, i won't die like that, I won't

"I'm pregnant!"

I blurted out, making Andrey to freeze from his position.