The Caregiver Is Pregnant with My Comatose Husband’s Child
Chapter 1
The day before our wedding, Ryan was in a horrific car crash, left in a vegetative state.
I waited for ten agonizing years, and finally, he woke up.
But his caregiver claimed she was pregnant... and the baby was his.
She even brandished a paternity test report.
She blew it up all over social media, demanding ten million dollars in compensation.
Ryan was so enraged, it killed him. Despair consumed me, and under the crushing weight of cyberbullying, I slit my wrists.
That caregiver, though, she took our money and lived a life of luxury.
Then, I opened my eyes again. I was back, one week before Ryan woke up.
"Audrey, Mr. Ryan's been doing so much better lately. Today, when you were talking to him, I swear I saw his finger twitch!"
Tiffany, the caregiver, her voice sickeningly familiar, jolted me wide awake.
She was turned away, wiping Ryan down, and hadn't noticed my reaction.
I watched the seemingly gentle, innocent woman before me, a cold chill shooting through me.
Who would've thought this seemingly sweet young woman was the monster who destroyed both Ryan and me in my previous life?
The hospital room TV was playing a segment on heartwarming global news stories, Ryan's favorite charity channel.
I glanced at the screen: August 8, 2022.
I had actually been reborn a week before Ryan woke up!
Recalling Tiffany's words, I quickly composed myself and replied, feigning nonchalance:
"No way, you're just imagining things. I wish he'd wake up soon, too, but he's been in a coma for ten years."
The day he woke up was the very day she announced her pregnancy.
Until I figured out the truth, I couldn't let her know when he'd stir!