I'M CURRENTLY 5 MONTHS along and I feel great!, finally over the morning sickness and all of that.

Eric has been super supportive, but there's one thing he has been nagging me about and it's starting to get on my nerves.

"I'll tell him when the time is right!" I snap.

"Babe when is the right time? - you're around 20 weeks now - when do you think will be the right time?" he tries to reason with me.

But I'm having none of it,

"Can we drop the topic?"

He exhales and I roll my eyes.

I'll tell Kyle about this baby when I feel like it, what's the big deal? I'm not selfish or trying to be selfish, but I don't need drama, I need to be as far away from it as possible.

Ever since I confirmed that I'm pregnant, Amrita has offered a quadrillion times to fly down here and I refuse every single time.

Eric and I decided to keep the baby's father a secret till she's born, well let's say I convinced him.

A phone is ringing - oh it's not mine, must be Eric's.

"Hello?"

"Uh good day, can I speak with Mr Morgan please?"

Comes a panicked voice.

"Uhm he's in the shower, want to leave a message?"

She hesitates before speaking up.

"Okay just tell him, Nurse Candace called. His wife isn't responding to the new treatment, so we will have to go back to chemotherapy and I just thought I should let him know. "

I'm unable to move, speak or even think straight.

WHAT? WIFE? NOT RESPONDING TO TREATMENT? CHEMOTHERAPY? WTF!

The thoughts come rushing and the gears in my head are turning.

"Hello, hello, are you still there?" the nurse asks.

I look at the country code and this says united states, I just hang up as I'm unable to process this fast enough to move my lips and speak any further.

Eric has a wife who's not responding to treatment and needs chemotherapy back in the states?

"Babe are you okay?"

I look at him still in a daze and in shock.

"Uh, yeah, just feel slightly unwell."

"Do you need water? - or do I call the doctor?"

I blink twice and just shake my head in response to his question.

"I just need to rest that's all."

"Are you sure?"

"Mmmn."

He plants a kiss on my forehead, and I use all the will power in me not to flinch and try to remain as calm as I can be, till I get my facts right.

He gets dressed and leaves for work.

I forgot to copy the number, I don't even know the wife's name, damn I don't even know the hospital, I was in so much shock I didn't remember to ask questions.

Eric is cheating? Wait, he's married to someone else? Am I the first or second wife?

Does that mean all the business trips back in the states, the flying in and out of the country was to be with his wife?

I need some explanation, and he has a lot of explaining to do. cos, shit! Eric has been cheating? How? Did I do something wrong?

All this thinking is making me hungry.

I go to the kitchen and fetch a tub of ice cream and some of the cupcakes I made last night - part of my cravings that I can't subdue or suppress.

I think of a thousand explanations of that call which could translate to Eric not cheating and none of them make sense.

I feel like jumping Eric or slashing his tyres, burning his clothes or throwing his stuff out - you know nothing violent - okay my thoughts are way too extreme, and I won't actually do any of those things - totally blame it on the hormones.

I feel hurt - I mean I know I cheated, but he forgave me - or did he? - I knew it was too easy, forgiving me just like that and acting like nothing happened, that was too damn good to be true.

Maybe he just did that, so when I find out about his secret I would have to forgive him too and act like nothing happened. But now he goes out and gets himself a whole wife? That's taking it too far and I can't chill I'll just have to confront him.

I'm going to his damn office, right now, I don't care!

Or not.

Maybe I shouldn't go to his office, that's taking it way too far... Or is it?

I glance at the wall clock for the one billionth time today and Eric should be home anytime from now, the anger is still fresh in my mind.

"Honey, I'm hooommmeeee!"

"Living room!"

He walks in, and is about to kiss me, but I hold out a hand stopping him in his tracks.

"What's wrong?" his brows crease in confusion.

"You're married Eric." I say calmly.

He chuckles.

"What do you mean?... Of course, I'm married, and to you!"

"Not to me, cos I know I'm not in a hospital back in the states, about to get some chemotherapy Eric!" at this point I'm shaking, anger radiating off me.

His jaw literally touches the floor.

"I can explain..." he says calmly, but his eyes say something else - fear - of what Eric? What are you hiding?

"First answer this... Truthfully."

He nods.

His eyes still wide in panic and fear.

"Have you been cheating?"

"No." he doesn't miss a beat.

I lift my brow.

"I'm being honest June."

I let out a breath of relief.

"So tell me what the hell is going on!"

My heart is beating really fast, scared that whatever he's about to tell me, will once again put our marriage to the test.

"Two years before I met you, I - I - uhm... I knocked someone up."

He pauses to gauge my reaction and my eyes are about to pop out of their sockets.

"Don't stop." I beckon.

"Her name is Cécile, we both agreed to keep the baby and Co-parent."

"Cécile Thompson." I whisper.

That's the same name that was behind the picture of a woman and a little boy I found in Eric's office months ago.

"How do you...?"

"I found the picture in your office some months ago, but I didn't dwell on it then because you told me she was a distant relative, makes sense now though - continue."

He gulps and stares off into space like he's reliving the memories.

"When Junior was born, everything about me changed... Cécile and I on the other hand never and still don't have romantic feelings for each other, aside Co-parenting."

He looks at me, waiting for some sign or something, so I just nod.

"I've been sending child support and trying to be there for him as often as I can. Until last year, when Cécile was told she has breast cancer. I've tried to help her as much as I can, we have nothing going on aside that, I swear..."

"Why did the nurse call her your wife then?"

"What nurse?"

"This morning you had a call while you were in the shower and I picked, so they could leave a message or something, and that's when the nurse told me about your wife."

"She's not my wife June, I think the nurse just assumed."

I simply nod.

"So, what about junior?"

"He lives with Cécile's parents, back in the states."

"Why didn't you tell me Eric?!"

"I'm sorry... No excuse can cut it, I'm terribly sorry."

His eyes are still wide in panic.

I start crying.

"I'm sorry June, please don't cry."

"I thought you cheated, as maybe payback or something, I was so hurt."

"Hey, look at me - it's okay."

He pulls me into a hug and places soft kisses on my cheek and in my hair.

"When can I meet them?... Cécile and Junior?" I sniffle.

He looks at me with wide eyes.

"You want to meet them?... Really?"

"Yes Eric."

His whole face lights up and he kisses me.

"As soon as you're ready."

"I'm ready when you are."

"Thanks for understanding baby, I didn't think you would. I thought you wouldn't want to be with me ... That's why I kept it a secret... I'm sorry and I love you."

"I love you so much and I can't wait to meet them."

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