Craving my ex-husband's twin brother: Accidentally Pregnant for them both

Aria's POV 

"God, please...let the test result be negative," I whispered, clasping my trembling hands together, silently praying.

I sat in the doctor's office, the sterile scent of disinfectant filled the air, thick and sharp in my nose. The fluorescent lights above buzzed faintly, casting a harsh white glow over the small examination room. My palms were clammy, my heart beating fast in my chest.

Beside me, Ryan Xavier-my husband-sat stiffly on the edge of his chair, arms crossed. 

He hadn't said a word since we arrived or even given me a glance of reassurance. I didn't even need to look at him to feel the cold anger radiating from his body.

I caught a quick glance of him. His jaw was clenched so hard that I could see the muscles twitching. There was something in his eyes that scared me more than anything-pure fury.

Does he think I cheated? 

I think he really thinks I did, but hell no! That isn't true.

But...what if I'm really...pregnant?

No, I can't be, Ryan is infertile, so how could I be pregnant?

But what would he do to me if this turned out to be true?

Throw me out? Hurt me?

No, Ryan wouldn't...would he?

My hands shook on my lap, I quickly tucked them under my thighs to hide the tremble.

I licked my dry lips and then turned to speak to him to try and break the silence.

"R-ryan..." I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.

He turned his head slowly, his eyes locking with mine, and then I went still.

The way he looked at me was as if I were some kind of filth, like I disgusted him. The weight of his stare made my chest tighten.

"What?" His voice came out low and tight, the kind that carried more danger than shouting. His jaw flexed again-a warning I'd learned to recognize.

"A-actually, the thing is..."

The door creaked open suddenly. I jumped, my heart leaping into my throat.

Ryan's eyes snapped away from me to the door.

The doctor stepped in, her white coat fluttering behind her slightly. Her expression was too calm, blank, and unreadable, that terrified me more.

She approached slowly, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. My heart was thudding faster with each and every step she took towards us.

She then glanced at me, then at Ryan, her lips parting like she wanted to speak, but nothing came out.

Oh God.

Why is she not saying anything?

I trembled as my fingers dug into the chair.

"Speak!" Ryan snapped at the doctor suddenly, his voice sharp as a blade.

I jerked back, my hands gripping the edge of the chair.

The doctor exhaled and forced a smile. Then her eyes turned directly towards me. 

"Congratulations," she said softly. "You're pregnant, ma'am."

My heart dropped.

"What?!" I gasped, eyes wide as the word echoed in the room.

Preg...pregnant?

Wh...what is she saying?

How is this possible?

I staggered a step back, my