I was so shocked that it seemed like someone had knocked me in the head.

"Since it causes you so much pain to continue living with me, you will continue to be Mrs. Capell!"

The way Caradoc spoke made it quite evident that he was not interested in continuing the discourse.

It was a straightforward instruction.

A moment before his bodyguard pushed him away, he told, "We will get a divorce; it's just not right now."

I saw him leaving while gritting my teeth.

Who was to tell me whether or not we should stop the marriage?

I felt my ankles go weak. I walked straight to the bedroom where I lay down.

After I had sat down and rested for a while, I found that I gradually regained my composure.

Because his mother was ill, he was taking extra precautions so that not to anger his mom.

If that turned out to be the case, all I would need to do is be patient and wait. A week later, i felt better. I had breakfast first, and then I went to be checked out at the clinic.

I had a sneaking suspicion that the pregnancy was no longer viable.

After Caradoc had me fast to the point of famine for three days straight, I was finally beginning to feel better. I didn't have anything to eat, so I had no choice but to make do with the water that was coming out of the tap.

In light of the circumstances, I had no option but to make an effort to save my life. At that point, it was almost probable that my unborn kid had already passed away due to a lack of enough nutrients.

As soon as I got at the hospital, I was taken back to do an ultrasound.

"Has my baby died? I hadn’t eaten for seven days."

"It's absolutely OK if you go without food for seven whole days.Some pregnant women have such terrible nausea and vomiting that they do not consume any food for a whole month. "

I could feel a contraction taking place in my chest.

"So, my baby..."

"Congratulations! Congratulations, you will be welcoming triplets into the world! "

When I found out that I was pregnant twins exactly one week later, I couldn't believe it.

I took a seat on one of the chairs in the corridor of the hospital and held the ultrasound picture in both of my hands. The possibility that I was carrying triplets, as my doctor had cautioned me, seemed very remote.

If I have an abortion right now, there is a possibility that I may never be able to have triplets again in the rest of my life.

I chuckled in a mocking manner. When the fertilized eggs were placed into my body, the medical professionals did not mention that I would be expecting triplets.

Maybe Laura never regarded me as anything more than a way for her to have a child from the very beginning.

When I first began bleeding a week before my period, I naturally believed that it was my period. After hearing the news, the doctors that Laura sought were concerned that the procedure had been unsuccessful.

The last time they saw me was when Caradoc said that he and I were going to divorce as soon as he regained consciousness.

Now that everything had been laid out before me, the decision of whether or not to have the kids was totally in my hands.

Suddenly, my phone rang.

After arriving at the clinic for the first time, about two hours had gone since then. I pulled myself to my feet and then made a beeline for the exit of the hospital.

"Alyssa, your dad was taken to the hospital this morning. "The hoarse voice of my mother could be heard coming from the other end of the telephone.

I was stunned. It felt like Dad was on his final leg?

I found out that my father had to go to the hospital when his business ran into some difficulties. He wasn't able to make it to either my wedding or our honeymoon.

I was completely unaware of the serious state that his health was in.

My thoughts were all over the place and I couldn't make sense of them.

The fact that he cheated makes it impossible for me to ever forgive him. Even still, hearing of his dreadful illness was like having a punch to the gut delivered to me. ……

When I arrived at my house for the first time, the living room was a disorganized and chaotic mess.

Mom hastily took me to the master bedroom and led me there.

Tom Collins was in bed. He was breathing extremely swiftly, and it seemed as though his eyes were only cracked open very little. He signaled to me with a raised arm.

"Dad, if you're feeling this bad, why didn't you go to the hospital to be checked out?"

I reached out and grabbed hold of my father's cold hand.

"Where would we get the money to pay for your dad's emergency hospital bill? " Aubrey shot back with a scathing remark.

"Didn't you acquire a substantial amount of money from the Capells?"

"You had the opportunity to help your dad with it, so why didn't you take advantage of it? "Aubrey questioned me.

"How much money is owed by the company that your dad owns? The sickness that your father has is fatal. There is no need waste money. "After saying such horrible words, Aubery exited the room and was never seen again.

Tom remained my father despite everything else that had happened. I was terrified that I would have to give up my dad.

"Don't let your anger at her show, Dad. " I grieved as I stood over the bed and poured out the words, "The family truly doesn't have a lot of money." I hope and pray that you are able to get through this, Dad. Instead, he looked at me with a sorrowful stare in his eyes.

"Alyssa..." trembled on his lips, and his tone of voice was low.

"I have let you down. Telll your mother that I made a mistake.I was never a good husband and a good father..."

The massive hand that had been clinging to mine suddenly loosened its hold. The house was filled with the reverberation of a high-pitched scream.

My chest was wracked with excruciating pain.

Overnight, everything in my life had been flipped upside down.