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How I Broke the News to My Sugar Daddy That I Was Pregnant (and It Might Be His)

For the first few weeks of my pregnancy, I was depressed. I still didn't know whose baby it was and I hadn't decided what to do. I hadn't told a soul about it, including my older lover, Derrick, and my husband, Robert. I contemplated telling Derrick, but I wasn't sure what his reaction would be. I could not tell my husband until I decided my plan of action. One way or another, I had to figure everything out. In my heart of hearts, I wanted to raise my child with my husband, but I could not live with the idea that it could possibly not be his. I had lived my life with enough lies up until then; I could not stand the idea of raising a family with lies that would devastate so many lives.

One night, while my husband was away on business, I made the choice to drive to Derrick's house. When he opened the door and saw me, he was ecstatic. I had not seen him since the night he came over to my house drunk and possibly got me pregnant. He welcomed me in and brought me a beer. I shook my head to say no and he showed me a bottle of my favorite wine. When I shook my head again, he was shocked and asked if I was finally pregnant. When I didn't reply, he sat down in front of me.

“I suppose congratulations are in order, Cassie.” He stared back at me blankly, as I did not react. “No congrats then?”

“No. I don't know who the father is,” I said bluntly. Hearing the words coming out of my mouth was shocking even to me.

“What do you mean? If it's not your husband's then whose is it?” When I didn't reply, he waited for an answer until it finally hit him. “Oh! You think it's mine?”

“That's the problem! I don't know whose it is. It could be either. I don't know what to do.” My eyes got watery and he handed me a tissue as he wiped the tears out of my eyes with his finger.

“We can finally get the life we wanted,” he said as he smiled. “It's been many years in the making, but it can finally happen. We can get our happy ending.”

“But I don't want a happy ending with you anymore,” I cried. His eyes opened wide and he seemed hurt. “I mean, we never worked out. We tried and tried and it was never anything other than sex and what ifs. It was all a fantasy. We missed our boat.”

“Well, apparently nature doesn't think so. Let me take a paternity test. If it's mine, then we can raise it together. And if it's his, you can raise it with him, or with me—with whoever you choose.”

“You would raise someone else's child?” I asked. The thought hadn't crossed my mind.

“I would do anything to be with you,” he said.

“You're a liar. You're coming out of a breakup and you're lonely. When the next hot thing comes along, you'll change your mind. It's happened once; it will happen again. I can't take that risk. I don't want a life with you anymore.” It was true—every time I thought we had something going, something would happen and he would run into the arms of another woman. Each time the woman got younger and younger. In that moment, I realized I was over him. I didn't need or want him. Now I just needed to figure out if I was willing to lie to my husband.

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