The news of the pregnancy pleased Raymond; however, upon learning that it was a high-risk situation, he decided not to say anything to his family, until he was sure that his wife did not lose the baby.

Due to Myriam's condition, he was in a bad mood, since on the recommendation of the gynecologist his wife could not have sex.

"I see you're very stressed," said Noemi, Myriam's half-sister.

The young woman worked as Raymond's assistant, at the request of his wife, despite the fact that they both had a terrible relationship, Myriam had decided to give her half-sister one last chance.

"Did you bring the report I asked for?" Ray questioned without looking at her.

"Of course," she answered and approached him, as soon as she placed the folder on the table, she leaned over showing her ample cleavage, "I'm much more efficient than my little sister," she muttered with annoyance.

Ray's gaze locked on those voluptuous breasts, one of his eyebrows rose.

"Interesting," he mentioned and swept her from head to toe.

Noemi was a slim girl, of medium height, she used to dress in a daring way, despite the fact that Myriam had ordered her to put on the uniform, she did not pay attention, she always wore stilettos, very short miniskirts, and blouses with open buttons. Showing off her voluptuous breasts.

Noticing the effect it had on his brother-in-law, he stood behind him and began massaging his neck.

"It seems that my sister doesn't take good care of you," she murmured and continued with those pleasant caresses, "I could take better care of you than her," she hinted.

Raymond cleared his throat and felt his body begin to wake up, but he was too intelligent a man, and it was not convenient for someone in his company to see him with his sister-in-law, so, after clearing his throat, he asked Naomi to leave him alone. However, she was not going to give up. She was determined to take her sister's husband away. Ever since she was a child, she had envied her and wanted everything Myriam had, and that included Raymond Wilson and his fortune.

****

Myriam reviewed some export guides in her office, in the shipping company where she worked, since she married Raymond, she yawned every moment, tired.

"You should go rest," one of the girl's classmates suggested, seeing her nodding in front of the computer.

Myriam scratched the back of her neck, she hadn't told anyone about her pregnancy, and she covered a yawn with her hand.

"You're right," he informed, looked at the time, it was early, took his coat, and her bag, left his office, and went straight to his apartment.

When she turned the lock, he felt his blood go to the floor, she looked at various clothes scattered in the hallway, and as she went, he heard loud moans in his room.

“Cannot be!” she exclaimed, feeling her heart rate soar, then she steeled herself and flung open the door. She was petrified to see her naked sister on top of her husband, moaning and panting as two possessed. "Good afternoon” Myriam mumbled, perceiving her life collapsed in a matter of seconds, she looked at both of them with profound disappointment, and she left the bedroom slamming the door.

Raymond immediately moved Naomi's body away by throwing her on the bed, putting on his boxers, and running after his wife, who was leaning in the hallway.

"Let me explain," he requested, trying to approach his wife.

"Get away," Myriam roared, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes reflected sadness, also guilt. She was shaking, after what had happened that night. She didn't have the courage to question her husband, but it hurt her soul that he left with Naomi, "then my sister is your... lover", she stuttered.

"No!", he exclaimed, desperate "she seduced me, you've seen how she goes around the company provoking men, I felt abandoned, since you're pregnant we don't have physical contact" he apologized trying to blame the two women for your affair. He took his wife by the arm.

Myriam looked at him with deep disappointment and slipped out of his grasp.

"I need to clarify my ideas and emotions," she said, and without giving him time to continue speaking, she left the house in a flood of tears.

Raymond clenched his fists and rubbed his face with both hands, desperate, he couldn't lose the baby, he needed that child, so he had to find a way to please his wife, no matter what.

Noemi, in the room, smiled victoriously and rolled in bed playing, caressing the silk sheets in which her sister shared the bed with her husband.

*****

Myriam entered her best friend Elsa's office in one fell swoop, and, seeing her crying, got up immediately.

“You feel good?” she inquired and held her up, seeing that Myriam could barely stand, then led her to a chair to sit down. "Say something, please,” she begged.

The woman did not stop crying, she hugged her friend and after crying, she spoke.

"I want you to take this baby out of me, I don't want it anymore," she requested, without realizing the magnitude of his words, because at that moment, only pain and resentment prevailed in his mind.

Elsa frowned, not understanding, as she witnessed how much Myriam had struggled to get pregnant.

"I don't understand, you insisted on a new fertilization, even though the ones we performed in the past failed," she recalled, "an abortion would not be convenient for your health, there are greater risks," she said tenderly. "What happened?"

Myriam sniffed her nose with a handkerchief and looked Elsa in the eye.

"I found Noemi and Raymond having sex in our own bed," she blurted out, feeling her chest burn.

Elsa covered her mouth with her hand, she knew Myriam's half-sister well, but she never imagined that she would go so far as to harm her.

"They're wretches," she refuted and stroked her best friend's hair. "What are you thinking to do?" she questioned.

Myriam cried again and shook her head.

"I have no idea," she muttered. "How can I make a claim, if I also feel guilty inside?" she questioned.

Elsa shook her head.

“Your case is different, you didn't do it with the intention of deceiving him, you weren't even aware, instead, they…

Myriam pressed her lips together.

"Anyway, if anything happened that night, consciously or not, I tricked him, too." She released his tears.

Elsa comforted her and took her to her apartment, that way her friend would calm down, and think about things better.

*****

With dark circles under her lids and red, puffy eyes, Myriam showed up at his office the next day; she had stayed in Elsa's apartment, all night, when she entered her office, she blinked at her husband, waiting for her.

"What are you doing here?" she muttered under her breath, thus preventing her classmates from hearing the argument

Raymond stood up, he was much taller than her, elegant, attractive, with blond hair and blue eyes, a millionaire, a man very desired by women.

"We have to talk," he stated firmly, "I spoke with your boss, and he will give you a day," he reported. He grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the office.

Myriam did not object, she did not want her workplace to find out that her marriage was going downhill, her colleagues envied her for having a husband like Raymond because she invented that he was a faithful, affectionate, thoughtful man, when in reality it was just the opposite.

They got into the car and on the way, neither of them said anything, as usual, they arrived at the apartment, everything was impeccable, without a trace of betrayal, then they looked at a strange man on the site.

"There's a problem with the blinds, the man is helping me," he explained, the worker immediately went to the bedroom, "have a seat," Raymond ordered, he approached the bar, poured himself a drink and then sat down in front of his wife, he looked her in the eye. I don't like your tantrums," he snorted, "a slip is normal in troubled marriages," he said cynically, caressing her cheek.

Myriam frowned, she didn't remember the blinds being damaged, but that didn't interest her at the moment, she snorted and shook her head.

“That is not justification. If I had been unfaithful to you, would you think the same?" She complained, anxious to know his answer, because she felt that at some point she would end up telling him about the bar. "Why with my sister?" She sobbed." There are so many women in the world, why with her?" She questioned and wiped the tears that were rolling down her cheeks like waterfalls.

 Raymond gulped down his drink.

"You look very tired, I think you should sleep for a while, and then we'll talk, these emotions don't do the baby any good," he explained sweetly.

Myriam did not understand his attitude as a selfless husband; however, it was true, she felt very weak, tired, and suddenly very sleepy, that she fell asleep almost immediately.

Two hours later the woman woke up in her bedroom, somewhat dazed, and immediately got out of bed, not wanting to be in the same place as her husband and her lover. When she went out into the living room, she ran into Raymond.

"We have a talk to come," Myriam said, remembering that she hadn't answered his question. "Why, Naomi?" she asked in a tremulous voice.

Ray cleared his throat and gulped down his drink.

"I love your sister, I'm not going to deny it, she's very different from you, more self-assured in bed," he reported without hesitation.

Myriam moved closer to him, feeling the blood boil in her veins at the sound of it, she tried to slap him, but he grabbed her hard.

"I will never allow that," Myriam growled.

"I want a submissive wife, who obeys my orders, if you are not willing to be, the best thing is a divorce" he proposed coldly.

Myriam felt that she was dealing with a stranger, Raymond was not the man she fell in love with, the one who swore eternal love to her, it hurt a lot, but she was not going to accept his game.

"Divorce seems like a good option to me, but I doubt very much that my sister would want to undergo fertilization treatment to give you an heir. She takes great care of her figure, and babies are not in her plans” She spoke, lifting her chin. "To every woman who marries you, you'll have to explain your little problem…” She grabbed her bag and left the apartment.

Raymond threw the glass he was holding against the wall, took a deep breath and an idea occurred to him, then took a couple more drinks and headed for her parents' house. When she arrived, she ruffled her hair and went inside.

"Hi honey, what a surprise," Kendra, his mother, said.

Ray hugged his mom tightly.

"Mother, I'm devastated," he said, pretending to sob.

The woman opened her blue eyes wide.

"Problems with the company?" she questioned.

Raymond shook his head.

“It's Myriam, mom, that woman has been cheating on me all this time, I found her with another man in our apartment, and she's pregnant by that guy" He pulled out his cell phone and showed photos of his wife cuddling in bed with another.

"She is a bitch!" Kendra spat. "How dare she?" she bellowed, looking at those images with aberration.

Hearing the screams, Raymond's father appeared in the living room and found out what had happened.

"You have to destroy that woman, you have to divorce her and leave her with nothing," he proposed and began to call the lawyers.

However, Kendra did not sit idly by, she was not going to allow a woman to cheat on her only son. The next day, she asked the driver to take her to the company where Myriam worked.

When she came in, he didn't announce himself, she went straight to her daughter-in-law's office, and without saying anything slapped her on both cheeks.

Myriam started and rubbed her face.

"What's the matter, Mrs. Kendra?" she questioned, sensing heat on his face.

"You're a bitch, you cheated on Raymond with another man," she yelled angrily. That bastard you carry in your womb will never have the last name Wilson, opportunist,” she bellowed, breathing hard.

Myriam's chin trembled at her words, and she felt as if stakes were being driven into her heart. From her office, she looked at his colleagues murmuring.

“That is not true. Where do you get those things?” she asked in a tremulous voice.

"Raymond is devastated, he himself found you with your lover in the apartment, we saw your photos, hugging him," Kendra yelled, "stay away from my son, you bad woman," she yelled.

Myriam blinked and bristled when she heard her, she tried to explain to her mother-in-law that this wasn't true, but Kendra didn't give her a chance. When she left the office, Myriam dropped her body on the couch.

"No, I didn't cheat on him, not in the way you think," she whispered softly as she wiped away her tears, then shuddered as she remembered that she woke up one night in a hotel, scratched her head trying to remember something, but nothing came to his memory.

She stood up and entered her office, as her mother-in-law's words resounded:

"You meet your lover in the apartment you live with my son"

Myriam frowned, then her heart felt a lurch.

"Now I understand, you made me go to the apartment, to set a trap for me, you told your parents that I'm unfaithful to you," she bellowed, clenching his fists tightly.

"Damn Raymond Wilson!" she exclaimed in a tremulous voice. I tried for years to give you the pleasure of having a child, but every time I went to the fertility center, you did not accompany me, eluding that you had a job, and when I told you about how painful the procedure was, about all the punctures in my stomach, discomfort, you never showed an iota of concern. She shed several tears. And you pay me by sleeping with my sister, it's not fair" she muttered, realizing that the house of cards she built with her husband was beginning to collapse.

“You're sassy!” she roared, “But I will look for the proof of my innocence, and I will show everyone that you are the infidel” she firmly sentenced.