\n\n\n\nJacob was sitting down in the living room and getting ready to put on his boots. He could feel the weight of the whole world pressing down on him, making his shoulders slump in the way they always did.\n\n\n\n
His tone stayed the same as it had been the whole time they were talking. \u201cYou are up early,\u201d he said next.\n\n\n\n
\u201cIt\u2019s been a busy day\u201d was what I said. I tried hard to keep a smile on my face. \u201cI must drop Tommy off and then proceed to the Jenkins\u2019.\u201d \u201cThose twins are quite the handful.\u201d\n\n\n\n
He then pulled his boots up and nodded his head. He laughed as he said, \u201cIt\u2019s still better than mopping floors,\u201d but his eyes didn\u2019t hurt from the laughing.\n\n\n\n
In order not to bother him, I replied by nodding. Jacob always moved a lot of goods without getting a single complaint. It was not possible for me to add this to his food. Not right now.\n\n\n\n
That particular day, I took Tommy to see his grandma and then I went to see my doctor. The only sounds in the clinic were the buzzing of fluorescent lights and the odd cough that was hard to hear. Besides that, there was no sound at all in the office. During my time in the exam room, I stomped my foot to pass the time until Dr. Patel came back with my results.\n\n\n\n
Then he showed up in front of me.\n\n\n\n
You can unsubscribe anytime. For more details, review our Privacy Policy.Subscribe\n\n\n\n At first, I thought my mind was taking me in the wrong direction. There\u2019s no way that Jacob could have done this, right? He was, however, walking down the hallway toward the maternity area. That being said, it wasn\u2019t the Jacob I was used to seeing.\n\n\n\n He was wearing a stylish black suit, a style I had only seen on TV up until that point. He wore a beautiful watch on his wrist that caught the light with every step, and his hair was perfectly styled the whole time. There were two babies in his arms, though, and they were both wrapped in colorful blankets. This made my stomach turn. This part made my stomach turn.\n\n\n\n \u201cJacob?\u201d I didn\u2019t move and whispered while I stood there. Even though it was hard for me to speak, I decided to be louder. \u201cJacob!\u201d\n\n\n\n I didn\u2019t even get a quick look from him.\n\n\n\n \u201cJacob!\u201d Could you please tell me what you\u2019re doing here? My voice cracked when I yelled.\n\n\n\n Not at all. Even though he hadn\u2019t heard me, he took another step. It was possible for me to see him leave the building and get into a fancy black car.\n\n\n\n As my heart was beating fast, I stood in the hallway and looked at the door that Jacob had come out of. What was going through my mind quickly were lots of questions. All of those babies, the car, and his suit made no sense in their own ways.\n\n\n\n \u201cAnswers,\u201d I said in a thick voice. \u201cI need answers.\u201d\n\n\n\n I went into the ward as soon as I opened the door. The beautiful sunlight coming in through the big windows made the walls\u2019 soft pastel colors stand out and made them look even more beautiful. Right next to the corner, a woman was carefully folding baby clothes while packing a fancy bag. She was really paying attention to the little things. She began to raise her head as soon as I got there.\n\n\n\n I couldn\u2019t move when I first started having symptoms. She was tall and beautiful, and her golden hair was styled just right. Her face looked like it was meant to be on the cover of a magazine. She was really beautiful. She gave off an air of class and wealth, even though she was in a hospital, which is a more casual place. She was dressed in a silk robe.\n\n\n\n \u201cIs it possible for me to be of help to you?\u201d was my question. But even though she was nice, she kept her cool.\n\n\n\n My voice was shaking, and I was squeezing my hands as I talked. \u201cMy name is Emma.\u201d Jacob, my husband, is the guy I want to meet.\n\n\n\n The color on her face got lighter over time. \u201cYour\u2026 husband?\u201d\n\n\n\n GET THE BEST STORIES TO YOUR INBOX\n\n\n\n Put your email down here to SUBSCRIBE:SUBSCRIBE\n\n\n\n I told them, \u201cYes,\u201d in a strong voice as I walked up to them, showing that I was sure. \u201cJacob.\u201d I just got the chance to see him leave this room while carrying two little kids. I\u2019m going to assume that you own the business.\n\n\n\n Fast blinks were going through her eyes as she slowly sat down in the chair next to the bed. Please wait a little while longer. Are you going to describe the marriage that Jacob had?\n\n\n\n I laughed in a salty way. \u201cYou were unaware?\u201d I want to make it clear that Jacob and I have been married for nine years. We already have a seven-year-old child, but I\u2019m eight weeks pregnant with our second child right now. Because of this, would you be willing to let me know what\u2019s going on?\n\n\n\n The woman focused on me and clenched her jaw right before she spoke. \u201cJacob told me he was divorced.\u201d\n\n\n\n As I said, \u201cCertainly,\u201d I used a demanding tone. \u201cAnd while we\u2019re at it, can you explain how my janitor husband who can barely afford to fix our car managed to impress someone like you?\u201d\n\n\n\n She stood up and looked at me with her eyes small and her arms crossed. \u201cPlease wait for a moment.\u201d \u201cWhat exactly do you mean, Janitor?\u201d This is what Jacob said: His father was a successful businessman, and Jacob got a lot of money from him.\n\n\n\n I had a similar experience when I felt like the floor had given way under my feet. \u201cWhat?\u201d And then I mumbled.\n\n\n\n The woman\u2019s voice got louder, and you could hear her shock. \u201cCertainly!\u201d I was told that he was in the city two years ago on a work trip. He was there for work. It was a beautiful high-end car that he was driving to one of the most expensive places in the capital city. That\u2019s where our first meeting took place. At first, he said he was only going to stay for a few days, but after getting to know us, he changed his mind and chose to stay.\n\n\n\n I couldn\u2019t help but shake my head because her words were so hard to understand. \u201cThat has to be untrue.\u201d Over the past few years, we\u2019ve had to deal with problems. \u201cWe are unable to afford even vacations, let alone luxury cars or fine dining.\u201d\n\n\n\n The lies that Jacob told us both weighed us down, and for a short time, we sat quietly with our eyes closed. Finally, the woman broke the silence of a moment.\n\n\n\n She said her name in a whisper, \u201cMy name is Clara.\u201d \u201cAnd if what you\u2019re telling me is true, then I think we both deserve to hear the truth from him.\u201d\n\n\n\n When I nodded, I spoke in a strong voice. \u201cWe will confront him.\u201d As one.\n\n\n\n We quickly got in our car and drove to Clara\u2019s house, where we found Jacob holding one of the twins in the nursery. He raised his head, and for a split second, his face went from being shocked to being completely and utterly desperate. There was a brief shift.\n\n\n\n \u201cEmma?\u201d Could you please tell me what you\u2019re doing here? It was hard for him to talk.\n\n\n\n Right then and there, I said, \u201cJacob, you tell me.\u201d \u201cWhy are you here, dressed like a movie star, holding babies that aren\u2019t mine?\u201d\n\n\n\n The mistress crossed her arms and looked at him in order to look at him. \u201cAnd why didn\u2019t you tell me you were married?\u201d\n\n\n\n There was a sigh from Jacob as he put the baby in the cot. \u201cLook, I can explain.\u201d\n\n\n\n When we both yelled, \u201cThen give an explanation,\u201d our voices echoed together.\n\n\n\n As Jacob paced around the room, he ran his hand through his hair. \u201cMy father passed away two years ago.\u201d Three hundred thousand dollars were left to me by him as a gift.\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat?\u201d Take a deep breath. \u201cYou told me he had nothing!\u201d\n\n\n\n Jake sighed. It was because Clara trusted me that I told her I had to be in town for work. There was hope in me that I could make it work and start a new life for myself. As much as I wanted to tell you, Emma, but\u2026\u201d\n\n\n\n \u201cBut what?\u201d I let out a cry. \u201cYou ran out of money?\u201d\n\n\n\n The lady took a step forward with a very angry look on her face. \u201cYou told me your father was a millionaire, that you were waiting for the rest of the estate to clear!\u201d\n\n\n\n Jakob made a face. \u201cI\u2026 might\u2019ve stretched the truth.\u201d\n\n\n\n She asked with a growl, \u201cHave you twisted the truth?\u201d \u201cYou deceived me!\u201d In our shared name\u2026\n\n\n\n He raised one of his hands. \u201cLook, I did not intend for it to progress to this extent.\u201d I planned to figure out how to fix the issue. It was important for me to have a way out of this whole situation.\n\n\n\n My heart started to break when I looked at him. \u201cYou required an exit strategy?\u201d Jabez, you already had your own family.\n\n\n\n I had no choice but to talk to the woman. You need to be done with him too. \u201cI have had it with him.\u201d\n\n\n\n In the evening, Jacob only had the clothes on his back when he left. We both didn\u2019t want to see him again.\n\n\n\n The following week, I sent in my divorce suit. At the same time, I felt obligated to complete it properly, even though it was hard. Tommy had the right to be treated better than other people. I had the right to be treated better than other people.\n\n\n\n According to Clara, she chose for herself what she was going to do. She told him, \u201cHe is not allowed to get close to these babies,\u201d in a very serious voice. \u201cI\u2019ll handle things on my end.\u201d\n\n\n\n \u201cI nodded.\u201d \u201cVery well.\u201d Having him close to my family is also not something I would like to happen.\n\n\n\n After a few days, Clara called me. \u201cEmma, I have been thinking about (something),\u201d she said. \u201cYour dedication to your family is evident, and you are a resilient individual.\u201d I know this may seem like an odd request, but I would really appreciate any help that someone like you could give me.\n\n\n\n \u201cSomeone like me?\u201d I asked, but with great care.\n\n\n\n It was \u201cas a nanny,\u201d she said again. \u201cI require assistance with the twins.\u201d I will give you a good pay, and you will also be able to live in the staff housing. After everything that has happened, it\u2019s the least I can do.\n\n\n\n The news shocked me. My first thought was that I wasn\u2019t sure what to think, but in the end I agreed with what was said. In my story, Clara was not the bad guy because of what happened. We both thought we were making a lot of progress, even though she was just as wrong as I was.\n\n\n\n An adorable little girl was born after three months. She was my second child. As Clara\u2019s caregiver, I lived on her farm in a simple but warm and welcoming house. It felt like years had passed since the last time I felt safe and okay.\n\n\n\n Even though things didn\u2019t go the way I had planned, my life was once again mine. My strength was stronger than I ever thought it would be, even though Jacob had left.\n\n\n\n Telling lies about someone could sometimes get them out of jail. Are you free too?That was really useful.\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Emma\u2019s whole world turned upside down when she saw her husband Jacob leaving a maternity unit wearing a fancy suit and carrying two babies. 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