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    I Went for an Ultrasound, but When I Spotted My Husband Walking with a Pregnant Woman, I Knew I Had to Secretly Follow Them

    Kelly WhitewoodBy Kelly WhitewoodMarch 19, 20252 Mins Read
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    After five years of heartbreak, I finally saw two pink lines. I didn’t cry. I didn’t scream. I just sat there, staring at the test, my hands trembling.

    I needed confirmation.

    At the ultrasound, the doctor smiled and pointed to the tiny flickering heartbeat. “Congratulations,” she said.

    It was real. I was pregnant.

    I should have been ecstatic, but as I left the clinic, my happiness turned to ice.

    Down the hall, I saw him. Ronald. My husband.

    And he wasn’t alone.

    He was hugging a woman. A pregnant woman. His hands gently resting on her belly, his face soft—loving.

    Not just a friendly hug. Intimate. The kind of touch that meant something.

    My body froze.

    I ducked behind a vending machine, my heart racing in my chest. Who was she? Why was he with her?

    I tightened my grip on my purse. I could have confronted him then and there. Demanded answers.

    But something inside me whispered, No. Watch. Listen. Find out.

    So I did something I never thought I would do.

    I followed them.

    They got into Ronald’s car—the same car he drove me to appointments in—and I jumped into a cab, my heart pounding in my ears as I told the driver, “Follow that car.”

    Twenty minutes later, we arrived at a small, private house.

    I watched as Ronald stepped out, opened the door for her, and placed a protective hand on her back as he guided her inside.

    Like a husband would.

    I felt like I might throw up.

    Hands shaking, I got out of the cab and crept toward the window. I peeked inside—my breath catching as I saw photos on the wall.

    Ronald. The woman. Smiling. Happy. Wearing matching outfits at what looked like a baby shower.

    A life I knew nothing about.

    Then I saw something that made my stomach drop.

    A name on the mantel.

    “Welcome Baby Carter.”

    Carter.

    The name Ronald had suggested for our baby just a few nights ago.

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