Married To Paralyzed Men
The truth for Jia

"Say whose child are you carrying?" Rayan asked with a sharp look at Jia.

"Our son, whose son is he?" Jia answered with confidence.

Since the incident at the office, Rayan has often been in contact with Jia during these five months although Rayan is not often possible and Jia is sure if the child she is carrying is Rayan's child.

Rayan's lips revealed a cynical smile. "Surely he's my son." Said Rayan by standing in front of Jia who sat on the sofa.

Jia nodded steadily. "Why can you talk like that?" Jia asked who felt that Rayan was unsure of the child she was carrying.

Rayan instead laughed out loud hearing the question from Jia.

"Why? did I ask wrong? are you really hiding something from me?" Rayan's gaze was so intimidating to Jia, making Jia's body tremble.

"Heh, whatever you do, because I don't care." Rayan walked back to her seat of greatness.

"Ray_"

Rayan raised her hand marked if Jia should be quiet.

"Listen to me carefully." Rayan looked at Jia sharply. "The child you bear is not my flesh and blood, for I will have no children of any woman including you." Rayan's words made Jia round her eyes.

"Ray, you're crazy! I'm your wife and you don't admit_"

"I did a Visectomy were you satisfied!!" Jerk Rayan with a loud voice.

Jederr

Jia covered her mouth in disbelief, her head shaking it was impossible for Rayan to do this.

"No." Jia's body trembled with rushing tears, what she was afraid of happened.

"So you better ask the man you've been sleeping with to admit it's the baby."

Jia's body slumped to the floor, this was a painful reality for her. How can she be pregnant with someone else's child while she has a husband.

The shadow of a hot night he once did with a stranger he didn't know flashed back on his mop. Jia touched her head which felt dizzy considering the long night she had with a foreign man when frustrated by Rayan's treatment of not touching him.

"Heh, don't dream." Rayan left behind Jia who shouted to her name, but Rayan paid no heed to Jia's cries and cries at all.

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Moscow

Brian was stunned when he saw Kalila came with a cup of coffee in his work room, a woman who was more beautiful and sexy in her pregnant age who entered the last trimester, Kalila more beautiful and growing increasingly makes Brian opium.

"His coffee is dear." Kalila put the coffee cup on her husband's desk.

"Thank you Mommy." Brian fell, and stretched out his hand to get Kalila closer.

Kalila fell and happily sat on her husband's lap.

"Daddy's champ." Brian kissed his wife's distended stomach gently.

"Are you feeling tense, welcoming the birth of our child." Brian asked Kalila who was stroking Brian's hair.

"Hm, maybe, brother. Because it's my first time." Kalila replied with a smile.

Brian's hand rubbed Kalila's cheek, "I will accompany you before our child is born, after an important office event next week I will take a leave to accompany you."

Brian had already planned this, he will take a leave of absence after a meeting between business people to find which company is appropriate to cooperate with this big project in Europe.

There are not many companies that Dominique invites, only companies that are competent.

"Thank you brother." You guys kiss Brian's cheeks.

"Why just cheek, I want to be here." Brian pursed his lips, marked as wanting to be kissed.

Cup

Kalila kissed Brian's lips at a glance, but Brian did not waste the opportunity to press Kalila's nape, to deepen the fondness of the two.