The pregnancy

Steve
Paula has become a ghost. I never meet her at home. When she comes in, it's just for an hour and she comes out immediately. My opinion no longer counts. She just does what she wants. I don't understand anything anymore and blame her when she comes home
"You asked me to grow the money from the sale of the house, didn't you? Well, know that's what I'm doing. You have nothing to complain about, since you got what you wanted." She told me in an arrogant tone.
"It's true that I wanted you to grow this money, but not that you be married to your business to the point where we no longer see each other." I replied angrily.
"What did you think? You can't make an omelet without breaking the eggs. It's the price to pay, take it or leave it." she retorts.
"I want to know a bit more about your business, I also want to get involved in what you do. That way you will have more time to be at home." I say lowering my voice.
"Never! It's my business and it's been my idea from the start. You get your share of the money I earn. Be happy with that and that's it!" she thunders, getting up angrily.
She takes her purse and leaves. I remain thoughtful about his behavior. It's true that Paula was never a good wife, but now it's worse. It's been over five months since we've had any intimacy. I became invisible to her eyes. She doesn't pay attention to what I tell her. She is always away from home. She took on a housewife to take care of the house and her mother. What catches my attention even more is the way she dresses. She is dressed like a young tease. Looks like a woman with light thighs. Maybe people will say that I'm going to work quickly, but my little finger tells me that she's cheating on me.
The following week, Paula came to tell us that we had to move the next day.
"How can you let us know about the move today? You know it's a big deal. We have to pack up and..."
"You don't have to worry about that. The housewife has already done the housework and there are movers who will take care of packing everything. So stop complaining." She said condescendingly.
"And since when do you make such a decision without my advice? You come there like that and inform me that we are moving, as if I were just a common stranger in this family. Did you at least consult me beforehand?" I say shocked.
"And you wanted a special formality to let you know?" She retorts with the same condescending tone.
"Excuse me Madam, but I believe that we are a married couple and as such we must consult each other before making such a major decision, don't you think? If I wake up one morning and tells you that we have to move the next day, I don't think you'll congratulate me on that." I said with a furious look.
"Unless I'm mistaken sir, my money is being used to buy this house and I thought it best not to tell you in advance. Are you okay?" She replies, raising her voice and challenging me with her gaze.
"Your money you say? Are you serious there?" I exclaimed flabbergasted.
"It's our house that we sold and it's this money that was used for your business I think?! And you told me that you preferred to manage it alone as usual. And since when a trade also profitable to allow you to buy a house in less than a year?" I asked all upset.
"You know what, you just can't recognize that I'm better than you. Because you could never have produced so much profit in such a short time if I had given you that money. You better thank me , instead of standing there grumbling all the time. You're just a slacker who spends the day lying at home doing nothing, while I do the dirty work. And as a reminder, this is my house that we sold and therefore it's my money. Stop dreaming."
She turns around and leaves, leaving me there, very upset. I still can't believe how I let myself be taken in by this bitch who serves as my wife. And to top it off, her mother defends and encourages her on this path. Because of her, I lost everyone who was dear to me. Even Martina, the only woman I loved, she made me hateful in her eyes. I only have to blame myself. This is all due to my impatience to wait for Martina to be ready to offer herself to me sexually. Yet I loved her and I intended to spend my life with her. She would never be as disrespectful as Paula. I was trapped like a rat by Paula. How I so regret my actions of the past. As we often say, "if I knew always comes late". Yet our elders always advise us and show us the way. However, we young people do as we please.
The next day, we finally moved into the house that Paula bought. It is a large villa, very beautiful with very expensive furniture. A seven-month business could never have bought such a house, unless it was trafficking in human organs or drugs. I just hope she didn't get into some shady business. I know Paula and I know she would stop at nothing to achieve her goals. The same night we moved in, she didn't sleep at home. It became a habit. She never sleeps at home. She took a separate room from mine here and my room is very simple, like a guest room. I didn't say anything about it because I know it's going to escalate into an argument as usual and I'm not ready to get yelled at again. I can't take his behavior anymore.
I've had a sexual relationship with our housewife for three months. She is a very beautiful girl and she knows how to cook very well. Because of Paula's repeated absences, I was tempted to turn to her. We sleep together and I appreciate it. She at least consoles me for my setbacks and knows how to be submissive. After a week spent in our new house, she comes to see me all scared
"Sir..." she stammers almost trembling.
"How many times am I going to tell you not to call me sir when there are only two of us Laky?"
"It's that uh...Mr...Steve..."
"Yes talk..."
"I'm pregnant..." she announces, lowering her eyes.
I don't know what to say, I'm so shocked by what I just heard.
"It's still at the beginning, so we can get rid of it easily." She continues in front of my silence.
"As of tomorrow, I'm going to see a friend who's going to take me to a lady who's having an abortion. I know my place and I don't want to create a problem between you and Madame." She said quickly.
"I'm still in shock at the news and I can't think well. Give me a week and I'll give you my answer. Okay?"
"Agreed." She answers in a small voice then she takes leave of me