The Day I Miscarried, He Was Delivering Another Woman’s Baby Chapter 06

The Day I Miscarried, He Was Delivering Another Woman’s Baby Chapter 06

My image vanished.

What followed was the video Tessa had sent me.

Then all the screenshots. The apartment purchases. The store lease. The Zelle transfers.

The banquet hall erupted.

Every eye landed on Tessa.

She screamed.

“Turn it off! Someone turn it off!”

“The video is fake! The screenshots are fake too! Alessa fabricated all of it! She’s trying to destroy me!”

Soren’s face drained of color. He stormed to the control booth and ripped out the power cord.

The screen went black. The room did not go quiet.

Kevin walked over fast. His expression was grim.

“Soren. Look at your phone. You and Tessa are trending.”

“Several major accounts already reposted the live stream recording.”

“And Alessa’s long-form post. The internet is tearing you two apart right now.”

Tessa threw herself into Soren’s arms, sobbing.

“Soren. Alessa is so calculating. She pretended to agree to apologize and promote the shop. Then she ambushed us like this. A woman like that doesn’t deserve to be your wife.”

“She’s jealous of how well you treat me. She wants to destroy me completely.”

Soren patted her back with one hand and grabbed his phone with the other, dialing me frantically.

It didn’t take him long to discover I had blocked his number and every social media account.

He let out a cold laugh. His face was a mask of fury.

“Fine. She caused this disaster and then just vanishes?”

“I’d like to ask her parents what kind of upbringing they gave her.”

“I will never allow my child to have a mother so calculating and manipulative.”

He was already pulling up my parents’ contact when Kevin snatched the phone from his hand.

“Soren. Enough.”

“Alessa’s article includes third-party forensic verification. The video and evidence are all authentic. Unaltered. You’re the one who cheated.”

“Her parents just died. She just miscarried. How much more do you want her to suffer?”

“And instead of being with her, you’re here throwing a party for another woman? Now you want to smear her dead parents?”

“That’s your wife. Not your enemy.”