For One Promise to His Mistress, My Three Children Died Novel – On the anniversary of my twins’ death, I was eight months pregnant and got into a car accident. The crash caused massive internal bleeding. Hudson Partridge, my husband, had gone mad with panic. He cradled me in his arms and rushed me to the hospital, begging the top specialists in the city to operate on me.
But even with the best medical care, they couldn’t save the baby. When I opened my eyes again, Hudson was nowhere to be seen. I searched the hospital halls until I reached the morgue and overheard his conversation with a doctor. “Sir, the baby was still breathing. How could you… strangle him to death? That was your biological son!” “I made a promise to Pepper. In this life, I’ll only have children with her.
No one else’s child is allowed to compete for our son’s love.” “Besides,” he added, “I already gave Quiana a pair of twins. If it weren’t for needing their blood to treat Pepper’s anemia, they would’ve never even lived to six!” It turned out… The car accident… He had planned it. The twins’ deaths… He orchestrated those too. He even had two sons with Pepper! I couldn’t help but laugh at myself. He’d already betrayed me long ago. What was the point in staying? After confirming his affair, I reached out to three people.
The first was a friend working in the immigration office. I asked her to help expedite my application. The second friend was a lawyer. I begged her to collect everything she could—any evidence that could leave Hudson with nothing in the divorce. And last, I called my mother. “Mom. I’ve decided to return and take over the company. I’ll be home within the week.” “You should’ve come back sooner,” she replied with a sigh. “You and Hudson were never right for each other.” I nodded, not feeling a thing.
“You’re right, Mom.” After hanging up, I stared at what little was left of my children’s belongings. I couldn’t help but cry in bitterness. If I hadn’t stubbornly insisted on marrying Hudson, would they still be alive? Seven years ago, his company went under and he lost everything. Pepper Blaine—that woman he adored—left without hesitation. She dumped him and took all the money with her. Everyone turned their backs on him. Everyone but me.
I willingly married him with every cent I had. I stood by him during the worst of it. I watched him claw his way back from rock bottom. I worked three part-time jobs just to support him, surviving on three hours of sleep a night. Back then, in his lowest, he promised, “Quiana, once I’m rich, I’ll give you the life you deserve. I’ll make you the happiest woman in the world.” Well, now he was rich. And he’d forgotten every word he said.
He kept Pepper as his mistress in secret and even had two children with her! And worst of all, for her sake… he murdered our three babies with his own hands! I gathered the last of my children’s things and held a small, quiet funeral.