Found True Love After a One Night Stand

“Jayson, if you really care about me, you have to come with me to the hospital today.” “Why, what for?” Jayson asked, clicking away on his phone. “I’m still your wife Jayson, show me that care and love”. I'm also tired of your blame game, let's get this issue sorted out.” I replied. “You keep blaming me, despite the fact that I've been to different hospitals to carry out various tests which have shown that I am medically fit to have children”. “Your parents no longer listen to me or want to even look at me because of how you treat me and make them feel like I'm the problem.” “Today, we visit the hospital together to see a doctor”, I ended my speech, my eyes stinging with tears. He said nothing and rather laughed out loud which certainly got me confused. I wondered if it was as a result of what I said that made him laugh so hard or it was as a result of whatever he was doing on his phone. That was his routine, always busy swiping on his phone whenever I talked with him. Then, his laughter died down and he resumed clicking on his phone. Recently, Jayson no longer showed concern and care towards me, unlike before. He comes home late and if I did try to call him to know if he would be coming home, he would flare up, angrily shouting and cursing at me. Most times he called me shameless for not being able to have a child and he always did it whenever his friends or colleagues were around. I got so tired of his abuse and decided that we were going to visit a doctor today. He lifted his head, stared at me for a second and continued typing on his phone. This was his habit whenever he returned home from work. He would simply ask for his meal and go straight to bed without saying any other word to me. I had thought deeply about it but just had to let it go. He continued clicking on his phone like I had said nothing and even smiled as he typed. I had to speak up. “Jayson, you seem not to be interested in what I just said”. “What did you say Karen?” he peered at me angrily, seeing as I interrupted his flow on his phone. “I said we should visit the hospital today.” “And I asked why?!” he flared up. “Because I've carried out every test required on myself but you never have!” I yelled, almost tearing up. “And is that why I should trash my schedule to go with you to the hospital?” He retorted, anger laced in his words. “How else do we tell who the fault is from?” I queried. “Isn't it obvious that you're not woman enough? If it weren't for your physical features, I'd doubt you were a woman”, his voice hardened as he spoke to me. I was also getting tense and needed to clear my aching head, so I blurted. “Jayson, we have to see our doctor today”. “Karen”, he began, his grimace already clouded with fury. “If you have a problem—which you obviously do—go sort yourself out. You can't force your opinion on me.” He ended his rant and got up from the bed to the bathroom to have a shower and then got dressed in his double buttoned blue suit. I asked if he would have his breakfast before leaving for his office but he was still angry and didn't respond to me. Instead, he grabbed his car keys from the bedside stool and stormed angrily out of the room. My mind was made up on seeing a doctor, so I called Dr Seasol to inform him I would be coming in for a test. Dr Seasol is our family Dr. I also decided to meet him again if he could convince Jayson to have him run a test. The plan seemed perfect so I quickly dialed Dr Seasol’s contact on my phone to make a quick call. After a few rings he picked. “Hi Dr Seasol, good to hear from you this morning”, I sounded relaxed but deep down I wasn't. “You're very welcome Mrs Jayson, how do I help today?” “I'll be coming in for a quick check this morning”, I managed a smile which he couldn't see. “I'll be ready to attend to you”, his voice reechoed. “All right,” I said and hung up. The call ended as I got ready to leave the house. – He didn't spend much time with me as our meeting was already planned. He quickly got me into the lab and took samples of my urine which he would use for the test. Then, I headed home after asking him to bring Jayson in for the test too, which he obliged to do, then I left. Getting home at midday, I was surprised to see Jayson's car already parked at the garage. Could he be home so early? I thought. My mind lacked answers to what could be the reason he was at home by this time. I strolled into the living room and found a matching g-string and bra, strapped on the upholstery chair. My heart began to beat fast. What was that doing in my house? My eyes widened in surprise as I kept walking to the bedroom. The cozy groan I heard as I got closer to the doorknob of our bedroom startled me. I couldn't make out whose voices they were; the fun and excitement derived from the pleasure they were having gave their voice a sensual tone. My eyes and mind were burning with curiosity. I couldn't make out who they were that was having so much fun on my matrimonial bed and I was already so agitated to find out, with that I kicked open the door after pressing hard on the doorknob. My heart squeezed into a fold when I got in to find Jayson and his secretary getting down and driving themselves hard with sore pleasure amidst their loud moans right on our bed.