Love or Lies?

After five miscarriages, I seek out a doctor to ask why I can't carry my babies to term. However, I overhear his conversation with my husband when I'm at the door.

"The abortion medication you've prescribed is quite effective—she's already had five miscarriages. When can you do a hysterectomy? I can't let Adrianna have my child.

"Oh, and give me something to keep a mother and baby safe. Monica is pregnant with my child; I have to make sure she gives birth to a healthy baby."

The doctor says, "Adrianna's health has deteriorated over the years, though. It's highly likely she'll never have children."

Reynold Scott scoffs indifferently. "So what? It's precisely because I don't want her to have children that I've been making her miscarry! Look, let's end this here. I need to accompany Monica on a shopping spree for the baby."

I feel cold all over when I hear this. It turns out the love I've been defending is nothing but a joke.

After my fifth miscarriage, I went to consult with my doctor about why my body could not carry a baby to term. However, just as I reached the door, I overheard my husband, Reynold Scott, talking with the doctor.

"Those abortion pills you prescribed work well. She's had five 'accidental' miscarriages already. When can we schedule the hysterectomy? I can't let Adrianna Davidson have my child," Reynold said.

"By the way, please prescribe me some prenatal vitamins. Monica Cline is pregnant with my child, and I need to make sure she delivers a healthy baby," he continued.

The doctor responded, "But Adrianna's body has been through so much these past few years. She might never be able to have children again."

Reynold dismissed this concern casually. "So what? That's exactly why I've been making her miscarry repeatedly—I want her to be infertile!"

Inside the examination room, Reynold carried on as if his actions meant nothing. "Since you're a gynecologist, give me some advice on what pregnant women should eat. I want to cook for Monica."

The doctor facing him was also his good friend, Brian Webster. Brian frowned as he replied, "You're going out of your way for Monica? She's just your secretary, while Adrianna is your wife!"

Reynold's expression immediately darkened. "Do you have to mention her? What does it matter if she's my wife? Monica means more to me!"

His voice turned colder, filled with disgust. "Besides, look at Adrianna. She's pushing past her prime, covered in freckles, with rough skin and blackheads.

"She's ballooned up so much that she has lost her curves. Honestly, the fact that I haven't divorced her yet is already a favor."

Brian looked shocked, unable to believe his friend could say something so despicable. "But isn't your current success all thanks to Adrianna's support? If she hadn't helped you secure sponsors and investors, your company would have gone bankrupt five years ago."

The comment seemed to hit a nerve, and Reynold raised his voice. "That's all in