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By the time Natalie Bennett got home, it was already dark. She opened the door to the bedroom. Men's clothes and a belt were scattered across the bed. The sound of water running came from the bathroom. Jeffrey Foster was in the shower. Natalie glanced down at the pregnancy test in her hand. She was pregnant with twins. When the doctor confirmed it, part of her thought maybe, just maybe, she could use this pregnancy to hold on to Jeffrey and save their crumbling marriage. But then the doctor told her that one of the embryos didn't have a heartbeat, and she would need to terminate it. She immediately agreed to get rid of the one without a heartbeat and keep the healthy one. However, the surgery required both spouses' signatures, and she couldn't make that decision alone. The bathroom door creaked open, and Jeffrey walked out. He wore nothing but a white towel around his waist. His hair was damp, with water droplets still clinging to his skin. His broad shoulders, narrow waist, and perfectly defined muscles showed off pure strength. Without even acknowledging Natalie, he walked right past her and headed for the closet to grab his pajamas. In his eyes, she didn't even exist. She was used to it. She followed him. "We need to talk." "I've got something to say, too," Jeffrey replied, his voice distant. Natalie tightened her grip on the pregnancy test and bit her lip. "You go first." Jeffrey didn't hesitate. "Ab's coming back." Hearing that, Natalie froze. The woman he loved most, Abigail Wright, was coming back. Where did that leave Natalie? She had to make way for Abigail. Jeffrey turned, locking eyes with her. "So, Natalie, you know what to do." Five years of marriage, and she still hadn't won him over. She heard herself ask him, "Between her and me, will you always choose her?" Jeffrey smirked, a touch of mockery in his voice as he asked, "Do you think you can compare to Ab?" Natalie's face drained of color, and her eyelashes trembled. "What have I done to deserve this?
