After five childless years of marriage, I finally got pregnant on my 35th birthday. But instead of joy, my husband exploded in anger, accusing me of cheating. That’s when I learned he had a mistress and wanted a “real” child with her.
A paternity test proved the baby was his. He apologized, acted like a changed man, and even threw a banquet to celebrate. But his mistress wasn’t having it. She showed up with a gang, blocked me in the street, and beat me while I was pregnant.
“You shameless woman,” she screamed. “How dare you carry my man’s baby?”