Chased Me Out for His Pregnant Mistress

When Ethan came home after his night shift, I set his favorite pasta on the table.

I wanted to tell him that my mom had finally agreed to let us get married.

But he tossed his car keys on the table and said wearily, "I got married."

"What?" I was confused.

"I married one of the new nurses. She's pregnant. I have to take responsibility for her."

My voice trembled.

"Then what were these eight years I spent with you?"

Ethan looked up at me and actually smiled.

"As long as you're willing, we can still be family."

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I didn't cry.