Emily’s Dilemma: Seduced by Billionaire Brothers

“What the hell happened?!” Ethan stormed angrily into the emergency room of the hospital where Jackson was seated, waiting. He grabbed Jackson by the collar, pulling him up, his eyes dilated in anger.

“Where’s Emily?!” he thundered again and Jackson pried himself away from his Ethan’s hold.

“Relax damn, she’ll be fine” Jackson said, even though within him he knew he was worried but he didn’t have the strength to deal with Ethan’s tantrum, he was the dealing with the shock of it all.

“What do you mean? She’s pregnant” Ethan said and Jackson froze.

“What?” Jackson looked at Ethan now, his eyebrows raised and his heart rate suddenly picking up.

“Emily’s pregnant?” he asked again and Ethan gave him a strange look

“She didn’t tell you, I thought she was going to ”

“She didn’t have the chance to” Jackson said now, the realization suddenly dawning on him. That was why Emily wanted to see him, to tell him she was pregnant?

This time, Ethan grabbed Jackson by the shoulder, his eyes conflicted as the questions hung on his tongue and he was unable to voice them out but he was on a need to know.

“Did you and Emily ever ” he didn’t have to complete his question, the answer was evident in Jackson’s lowered gaze, his wandering eye and the way he backed down slowly. Ethan wasn’t sure it was guilt, it wasn’t in Jackson’s nature to ever feel guilty, even though he searched his face for that cunning smirk, he found none but still, it didn’t reduce his anger – Jackson slept with his wife and she was probably pregnant for him too.

“When?” Ethan asked, more of a quiet whisper.

“The night of father’s dinner” Jackson said and Ethan lunged at him, throwing in a quick punch that was impossible to avoid.

“You bastard!” Ethan yelled

Jackson held his jaw, the pain radiating through his face, but he didn’t flinch, he deserved it. He turned back to Ethan, through gritted teeth he said “Not here”

“You slept with my wife”

“Your wife is in love with me and ”

“And what? You’re in love with her too?” Ethan cut him short and Jackson said nothing else, the tension between them brewing as they held each other stare. But Jackson stepped forward, closer to Ethan’s face.

“You’re not so innocent either, Anita is pregnant with your child, what are you doing about that” Jackson said, and Ethan looked on, not saying a word

“I’m not backing down this time Ethan, if she’s pregnant with my baby then she’s mine” he said “I’m not letting her get away easily this time, I’m going to fight for her, I don’t care what it takes”

“No ”

“You got your inheritance now Ethan, you should let her go”

Ethan was about to say something when the doctor approached them, and they both looked at him, their eyes tainted with curiosity

“How’s she doctor?” Ethan spoke first

“She’s fine” the doctor responded “Her vitals are back to normal, and she’s responding well. Nothing much to worry about”

“And the baby?” Jackson spoke first

“She’s only a few weeks pregnant, but she’s fine”

After the doctor had left, Jackson turned to Ethan “I have some business to attend to, you should go in and see your wife, but like I said if the baby’s mine I’m not backing down” he said and walked away, leaving no room for a response from Ethan.

Ethan slicked his hair back nervously, the confusion whirling within him again. He was supposed to be angry, why wasn’t he angry? Why wasn’t he furious and mad that there was a possibility that that child might not be for him. Why wasn’t he more furious that Emily equally slept with Jackson just a week before they slept together for the first time.

They had been married for three months but his silly brother slept with her first. Why was the madness of it all tainted with his love for her, a feeling that had totally consumed him and left him bare, left him yearning for scraps and scraps of attention for someone who was clearly in love with another, but why couldn’t he let her go? Because he’d rather die, than lose to Jackson Hatton.

Ethan took a deep breath, clearing his mind of all the thoughts and bottomless questions that plagued him. With flowers in his hands, he walked into Emily’s hospital room where she lay asleep, a iv stuck to her arm and he watched her noiselessly. Her fair porcelain skin, warm under his touch as he caressed her face, careful not to wake her up but still her eyes fluttered open and she saw him, he saw the look on her face, one he interpreted to be disappointment. He wasn’t who she wanted to see, and it hurt him, stabbed at his chest with a rusted knife that kept twisting itself within him, but yet he managed to maintain his composure.

To add to his pain, she asked “Where’s Jackson”

“He left” Ethan said, a bit faster than normal and Emily nodded.

“How are you feeling?” he managed to ask, amidst the brewing anger within him.

“Just tired” she said, then she tried to sit upright.

“I have something to tell you Ethan” she said and Ethan held her stare, he knew what she wanted to say and he wasn’t sure he was ready to hear it for the second time in just less than an hour, so he shook his head, a small smile plastered on his face.

“Maybe next time, when you’re out of here” he said and she looked at him shaking her head.

“About the baby” she went on anyways and Ethan looked at her with gritted teeth.

“I know” Ethan said “I know, there’s a possibility it might belong to Jackson, I know you slept with him”

“Oh” was all she could say, it was impossible to decipher the look on his face that moment because he kept it neutral, unwilling to show emotions and Emily wondered if it was just a facade.

“You’re still my wife Emily and by contract and I’m not ready to let you go yet”

“We’ll get a dna test done, to know if the baby is mine”

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Ethan stared speechless, because truly he had no response to that.