Father Disowns Newborn Baby And Accuses Wife Of Cheating, Then Wife Does This
Chapter 1: A New Beginning
The storm had been raging outside for hours, the wind howling against the hospital windows, rain tapping rhythmically against the glass. Inside, the air was thick with tension. Emily barely noticed. She was too focused on the sound of her daughter’s first cry—a perfect, fragile wail that seemed to fill the entire room. It was a sound that brought a rush of warmth, an overwhelming sense of relief. After everything they had been through, it was finally happening.
When the nurse placed the baby in her arms, Emily’s exhaustion melted away. She gazed down at the tiny face, the soft skin, the impossibly small fingers curling around her hand. It was all real now. The long wait, the tears, the disappointments—they were all worth it in this moment. This was the child she had dreamed of, the one she and James had hoped for. The one they would build their future around.
But James was still standing by the door, his eyes fixed on the baby, a strange stillness in his posture. Emily smiled at him, expecting him to come over, to share in the joy of the moment. But he didn’t move. His gaze remained fixed, unnervingly intense.
“James?” she whispered, her voice weak with exhaustion. She thought he’d look at her, perhaps with tears or even a smile, but he didn’t. He just stared. Emily felt a shiver run down her spine. There was something in his eyes that she couldn’t place—a flicker of disbelief, maybe horror.
The nurse, seemingly unaware of the sudden shift in the room’s energy, hummed softly as she adjusted the baby’s blanket, oblivious to the growing tension between the new parents. “She’s beautiful,” the nurse said cheerfully, handing the baby to Emily with a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
Emily, still lost in the wonder of the moment, looked down at her daughter once more. But something in the air had changed. The warmth and joy she’d felt moments ago began to slip away, replaced by a cold uncertainty.
“James, what’s wrong?” she asked softly, searching his face for answers.
He didn’t respond. Instead, he took a slow step forward, eyes locked on the baby, his face pale. He leaned closer, his breath catching in his throat as though he were about to say something—something important. But the words never came.
And then, as if something inside him snapped, he turned away and walked out of the room without a word.
Emily sat there, stunned, the weight of the baby in her arms suddenly feeling heavier than before. Was it the storm outside that was making everything feel so strange? Or was it something more? She couldn’t shake the feeling that something had shifted between them. Something she couldn’t yet understand.
Her gaze wandered back to the door, her heart heavy. Why had he left so suddenly? What was he thinking?
She tried to push the thought aside, focusing on her daughter, but a nagging sense of unease lingered in the pit of her stomach, refusing to be ignored.
To be continued…
What is it that James is hiding? Can Emily figure out what’s going on before it’s too late? Stay tuned for Chapter 2.