WIDOW IN MY BED

Amanda was hoping this was all a dream.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Because for Amanda, everything is too evil to be true.

Just yesterday – a month ago – Amanda examined her uterine condition, which began to get better after routine therapy that she regularly performed. Imagine a baby who might have been born out of her womb, calling Amanda a ‘Mama.’

Only yesterday, she imagined a room with colorful decorations filled with the needs of the baby she was about to give birth to.

Only yesterday did she dream of how crowded their homes were with laughter and the sound of children’s footsteps. It wasn’t until yesterday that he argued with Matt about his hopes.

Just yesterday…

However, God’s power is unbelievable because ripping apart destiny looks as easy as turning a palm.

Amanda’s hopes for pregnancy seemed to disappear when the obstetrician said, “Mrs. Wallace, your uterine condition looks better. But there’s a chance you’ll have a hard time getting pregnant. See in this section.” Then, the doctor explained a series of medical things on the monitor screen and the examination sheet paper.

Sad? Very.

Depressed? It’s obvious.

Even Amanda couldn’t hide her sobbing when the doctor said that.

Amanda’s trying to be strong enough to accept reality. But the thought of ‘what if,’ ‘if if,’ ‘maybe if’ made Amanda even more messy, even though this wasn’t the first nightmare she had. However, for the man who is now her husband, Amanda wants to perfect Matt’s figure, with a child among them present.

After leaving the hospital building, Amanda was completely screwed, driving her car and crying. She know that even though she left without a driver, her husband’s men must have been watching her, seeing in the rearview mirror a black SUV following her.

Only one place is in her brain right now, a place that can keep her safe from all fear, other than before she meets Matt.

Amanda exited the car and entered her brother Steve La Howard’s office, shaking her body. Her arrival surprised her brother a little because Amanda had red eyes and looked sensitive.

“Steve…” Amanda burst out of Steve’s arms, her body still shaking, her hands clasping her brother.

“Doctor sentenced me, can’t have a child, Steve, sob… sob…” Her voice was heard between sobs, showing the examination papers.

Steve hasn’t answered anything. He’s given his sister time to vent all her emotions while he provides a gentle swipe and a warm, soothing embrace. Steve knew how fragile Amanda was, so this eventually happened again.

It looks like the piece of the puzzle Amanda was trying to piece together just came back to shreds.

“I want to have a child,” Amanda looked into Steve’s face.

“I want to be a perfect wife and mother. I want to make Matt happy by giving him children,” she explained, stammering and holding his brother’s hand. “Matt always said he didn’t need children and that his intention was sincere in marrying me. But I know, deep down, as a man and husband, there’s a sense of wanting to have it.”

Once the sentence was completed, Steve immediately hugged Amanda’s body, holding his sister tightly, “Don’t think negatively, sweetheart. You will get increasingly stressed by guessing what’s in your husband’s heart. I know Matt’s not that kind of person. He’s a man of principle. If you say so, it’s in his heart. That’s valid.” Steve’s voice sounded calm, even though his heart was too sick to see Amanda coming to him in chaos, as happened a few years ago.

It took Amanda long enough to settle down a little bit. The woman is sitting on one of the couches in her brother’s study. There, Amanda told me everything, first about her unyielding desire to have children and then about what happened at the hospital today.

Steve understands how Amanda feels, and it’s difficult to tell a harsh reality, especially to her husband. Even this whole time, Amanda hasn’t been able to get out of the trauma completely, so talking about the past has undoubtedly turned out to be very scary for her.

Amanda was hurt by fate, but Steve understood it very well. Reality is not always pleasant, and humans must be prepared to face all the pain sincerely.

Steve understands, but again, he regrets why it has to be his sister who experiences the pain of reality. Why?

“Then, you better calm down first. But don’t try to avoid problems; explain to Matt in the right words later,” Steve suggested, his hand moving to tidy up Amanda’s hair, “It’s true. We don’t know how your husband reacts. That’s why you have to prepare yourself. Don’t be afraid. I will always be there and wish you all the best. If it’s still not what you expected, then it’s not the time yet. When it’s time, you’ll be happy, completely happy.”

Amanda nodded, her eyes returning to tears at Steve’s words. She was so grateful to her brother, who could always be Amanda’s place to come home, something she could still believe in.

“Thank you, Steve. I don’t know how else to repay your kindness.”

Steve shook to hear that sentence. He said, “Amanda, you don’t have to repay me. It’s my duty as your brother. And I need nothing but my sister’s happiness.”

After the conversation, Steve asked Amanda to rest in one of the special rooms in her office. Steve even accompanied Amanda into the room until he ensured her sister was asleep; Steve just came out to call Amanda’s husband.

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The day Matt spent without Amanda was so empty. Amanda still needs time to calm herself down for two days and hasn’t explained anything to her, even though Matt already knows about Steve.

In two days, Matt completely lost his wife, who was always smiling. Amanda’s not ready yet. But shouldn’t marriage mates talk openly if they have problems?

That’s enough. Two days is a form of tolerance for the famous impatient Matthew Wallace. And the crazy yearning got Matt all confused.

Oh, my God. Amanda is the only human who would dare act like this toward that mob boss.

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