Chapter 95: Chapter 95 - I don’t want my child to share his or her father with another woman
The consultation room was silent as Robin laughed in his heart at their shocked expressions. It was a confirmation of what he thought from the mont he saw Sabrina at the hospital for the first ti, that she was trying to keep sothing away from him.
He stared at Devin, but his gaze was not cold, and neither was it warm. "You are surprised that I found out. Don’t ss with , Devin. I won’t fight with you for the sake of Sabrina."
Then he turned to Martin, and his gaze turned cold as he addressed him, "And as for you, fake boyfriend, get out!"
Sabrina’s eyes were teary. She had her freedom and could not let it be taken away by Robin again. His presence brought her pain, and she did not want him in her life.
Accepting Robin would an accepting Zayla as well, and Sabrina did not want to entertain or imagine it.
"Robin, he is not my fake boyfriend. He is my boyfriend, and he stays," Sabrina said, and Robin responded sternly,
"You are pregnant for , and I don’t want another man around my child."
Sabrina smiled, but it was a bitter one. As usual, Robin would always want to control her and everyone around her. That domineering attitude she found attractive before due to the blindness of her love for him was now a pain in the ass for her.
"Robin, the child is not yours," Sabrina blinked and said softly. Robin scoffed before he glared at the doctor and instructed,
"Do the scan again, and don’t try to ss up the result, or I will not only ss up your life but your entire dical career."
The doctor gulped. Indeed, lying about a patient’s dical condition was against the law, so Robin could indeed ss up her life, and Devin would not be able to save her because of all the power Robin has in New York City.
She obediently lifted Sabrina’s shirt and began the scan all over, under Robin’s watchful gaze, while Robin asked, "How many months?"
The doctor locked eyes with Sabrina, and her gaze was pleading. She wanted to help, but that could also end her career. She stared at Sabrina apologetically and said to Robin,
"Two months. Nine weeks to be precise."
Robin’s heart ward, and he was elated at the confirmation. However, he hid the excitent cruising through his heart while he addressed Sabrina’s remark about him not being the father of her child.
"Sabrina, we divorced a month ago, so how did Martin’s father have a two-month pregnancy?"
No number of lies could get Sabrina out of this because Robin was just too smart to toil with. Sabrina’s eyes were moist with her voice pleading,
"Robin, you already have a child growing in Zayla’s womb. Please, just let
have this child. It’s all I want. You can have the villa back."
Sabrina did not care about protecting the villa anymore. Even if he would give it to Zayla, all she wanted was a peaceful life with her child, but Robin was not ready to listen. He said seriously,
"Now that you admitted the child is mine, we have to talk. Everyone, excuse us."
His gaze remained on Sabrina while he addressed everyone else. Within a few seconds, only two people remained in the doctor’s office.
Sabrina descended from the bed and sat on a chair while Robin sat where Devin had sat before.
It felt as if all the pain Sabrina felt disappeared from the pressure of Robin’s presence in the consultation room, and minutes of silence passed as Robin watched the woman who had been his wife for the past three years.
"Why, Sabrina, what did I do to you?" He asked seriously, but unknowingly, he only arose her anger as she barked,
"Don’t make it look as if you don’t know."
"Well, then tell . I never wanted a divorce," Robin stated the fact and Sabrina laughed bitterly. Now that he knew that the child she was carrying was his, she could no longer cower in fear but stand up for herself and her unborn child.
"But you granted it."
"Because you did not want to live with Zayla," Robin recalled, earning a zeal of annoyance from Sabrina.
Robin was so shaless that he was telling her sothing like this like it was a normal thing to do, and she could not see herself enduring it anymore.
"Robin, you were never a good husband. You caused
so much pain, but I always tried to keep your ho. I was trying to give you a family whiles you kept fucking everything in pants."
Her words felt like bullets to his chest, but he endured it calmly, accepting that it was all his fault. "But you never complained."
"Could it have made a difference?" Sabrina asked, wondering if nagging would have bettered her marriage.
She laughed sarcastically, knowing that no marital problem was ever solved with nagging.
"Maybe, but let’s assu that I was a terrible husband...."
"We are not assuming. That is what you were," Sabrina cut him off and started. Robin was shocked by how she had changed.
Sabrina was a submissive wife and had never talked back to him before. She would always do any and everything just to make him happy, but she was speaking now as a woman scorned.
"It still does not give you the right to keep my child away from . I deserved to know. I had the right to decide if I wanted to be a part of his or her life or not," Robin stated his point.
He must have been a bad husband, but he knew in his heart that he would be a wonderful father.
"Well, I don’t want my child to share his or her father with another woman. It would be better if he or she never had a father than to keep competing for his attention," Sabrina stated her stand in a bid to bargain with him.
Perhaps if she made it very difficult for him, he would see the reason to let her go.
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