The Other Woman Made Me Rich

Synopsis

On New Year's Day, I stood alone in line at the hospital for my prenatal checkup, my belly large and heavy. All around me, couples waited together. My husband said there was an emergency at the company and had to go back. He barely touched his dinner. A woman in black tights stood right in front of me, complaining to a friend in a sharp, grating voice. "So annoying," she said. "I just got pregnant, and now he wants me to get rid of it. Says his pregnant wife will find out and cause a scene. "But seriously, he's so good in bed. Every time we're done, I can't even walk. I forgot to take my pill. "He said his wife looks like a cow right now. She makes him sick. My tiny waist is what he likes to hold." I touched my own swollen legs without thinking. My chest ached. Tears filled my eyes. The woman pulled a stack of cash from her bag and fanned it with a smirk. "This is his hush money," she went on. "He said it was for the hag's delivery, but now he wants to spend it on me instead. Told me to buy some good supplements." The envelope looked familiar. It was the one I had withdrawn my hospital deposit from yesterday. And written on it, in my own handwriting, were the words: [A gift for our baby.]