Impotent Husband Impregnated My Step Sister

I got married to my sister's fiance, five years later, she came back to claim him and wanted to marry my husband, the man she left at the altar many years ago.

"What did you mean she has gone missing? today is her wedding." My mum, who is fully prepared for my sister's wedding, came down from the stairs with a frown on her face.

Today is Bella's wedding and she is yet to take a flight back home. She was supposed to be here yesterday but she said that she will be coming very early today morning with the excuse that she has a business to handle.

"We have searched all over the hotel which she checked in yesterday night but there are no traces of her." A male voice said from the other end of the phone.

"No traces of her?" My mum yelled tears dripping down her face. "Why is Bella trying to disgrace this family this way? I thought she would be useful unlike the useless Loretta here. She knows what this marriage means to us and yet she chose to ignore her family."

Here she comes again reminding the world of how much she hates me by referring to me as a useless child. But now see what her previous daughter has landed the family into a public disgrace.

The marriage between Dexter Williams and Bella was an arranged marriage by the two families. When my stepfather went to meet Mr. Frederick for a business proposal and he promised to offer my stepdad a contract with the condition of agreeing to an arranged marriage with his son to save the reputation of his family and his company because people tag his son Dexter as a gay since he has refused to date any woman.

"Have they found her?" A voice jolts me and my mother off our thoughts as we quickly turn our heads in the direction of a man dressed in a black suit with brown chocolate eyes that accented his shoe.

"No Frederick, there are no traces of her." My mother cried and my eyes met with my father's own as his brow dropped in disappointment, his eyes darken and his hand clenched in a fist beside him.

"Find a way to clean up this mess woman." My father warned, before walking outside the house in anger and now my mum is left on her own to clear the mess she didn't create. This is what she gets for trusting her daughter so much and putting all the company's hope on her.

When I couldn't stand and watch her cry anymore I stood up from where I was seated to console her. I might not have a better relationship with my mum but still, I don't like to see her cry.

"You don't have to cry mum, don't worry another opportunity might come someday and we would secure a better contract even without an arranged marriage."

"Another opportunity?" She turns and faces me with a tear-stained face.

"Yes." I nod, cleaning her tears with my handkerchief. "A better opportunity will come."

Suddenly my mum stopped crying and she stared at me in some kind of way that seemed weird. "I think I have found the better opportunity." She mumbles her eyes not leaving mine.

My brow furrowed in confusion as I didn't understand where exactly she was driving to.

"You...you are the better opportunity."

"Mum what..."

She quickly took the handkerchief off my hand and dried her face with it then she grabbed my hand with her shaking hands and her eyes pierced into mine "You can stand in place of Bella. Marry Dexter, please cover the shame of this family."

"But mother how..."

"You will get married to Dexter, you will be the next Mrs. Williams."

"But mother I..."

"You can't say no Loretta, you will marry him."

And with that my fate was sealed I was bound to be married to Dexter Mac Williams.

I am Loretta and I am referred to as the bastard child of my father because my mother married Mr. Frederick the man I called my father when I was barely a five-year-old girl. She left my father when I was still little for the reason best known to her and I never got to know my father while growing up.

Life as a bastard daughter of my father isn't easy because I am not seen as a person by my both parents outside in the world people see me as his first daughter and heir to his property but here at home I am seen as a nobody and every right was given to my sister whom my mother bare to Mr. Frederick and I never get to see her while growing up. She lives outside New York handling the company of her father.

But I was told last week that my half-sister will be getting married to Dexter, the president of Sterling International Empire, one of the most top successful companies in New York.

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FIVE YEARS LATER

Trust is a big risk that one could take. Not everyone is worth being trusted. I will say that trust is just like gambling a big risk to one's life but I am always ready to take the risk for him. My husband oh God! I trusted him so much with my life even if our marriage is not perfect. Basically, no marriage is perfect though.

Most of the time I do wonder and ask myself why I trusted Dexter so much. Most of the time I always conclude that maybe he is perfect. Do not get me wrong, I always see my husband as the most perfect being on earth starting with his appearance.

He was, well, different from all others. He was handsome, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance that could make him stand out in the crowd. He was fair, almost pale white. His unfathomable, emerald green eyes contrasted exceptionally with his light-toned face. His eyes were as deep and expressive, where you could get lost if you stare long enough. His face had that handsome look in it, which cannot be described in words. His smile, which reached up to his eyes and wrinkled them, flaunted his modesty and humility.

And he is also a sweet husband but sometimes he always annoys me.

Immediately our car was parked at the parking lodge Dexter came out of the car and close it with a loud thud he didn't even bother to open the door for me like he usually does what the hell is wrong with him I am his wife for goodness sake and he shouldn't be giving me a such attitude it annoyance me.

"Come back here Dexter you can't just walk inside like that we aren't done with our discussion." I rushed out of the car and blocked him from going inside.

"What else did you want Loretta you already achieved what you want" he sighs deeply, his eyes pinned on me.

"How could you Dexter, how could you allow your mother to disgrace me like that and you were there watching her without even uttering a word or trying to defend me," I yelled at the top of my voice, my eyelashes blinking exceptionally.

"What did you expect me to say did you want me to stop my mother while she was speaking?" Here he comes again speaking in that calm voice of his again. I hate him and just can't stop myself from loving him.

"At least Dexter you could have defended me, you know you could have told her that it's not my fault that I am not pregnant yet." I walk closer to him and hold him on his arm but the next words that came out of his mouth annoy me even more.

"How did you expect me to tell her that it is not your fault come to think of it Loretta" he pulled me closer to himself "We have been married for the past five years and yet no child and now that my mum is now complaining did you expect me to still support you when it clear."

"Huh..." My brow furrowed at the words coming out of his mouth then I quickly pulled away from him and stared into his emerald green eyes "Tell me what is clear?"

"It is your fault that we haven't had a child because I always fulfill my responsibility as the husband but you haven't done yours as the woman and wife."

What the hell, wait a second, is he really trying to put the blame on me? Okay, have I talked about how annoying my husband is? Oops, maybe I made a mistake by saying that he is a perfect husband. I guess I was basically talking about just how perfectly handsome he is, not the other way round.

"Put yourself together wifey and try to find out where exactly your problem lies." He tries to walk past me but I block his way. There is no way I am letting him go until we are done with this conversation.

No, there is no way I am taking this. I won't stand and watch his mother insult me and let him do the same to me.

I won't!