My Dead Husband Impregnated My Student

My student, Renee Blue, comes from a poor family, and her mother suffers from uremia.

Out of sympathy, I lent her some money.

She promised to pay me back after graduation.

However, on graduation day, she handed me an ultrasound and told me, "Your money comes from your husband anyway, right? I’m pregnant with your husband’s baby, so I won’t be paying you back. Also, you should step aside."

I was in shock… because my husband had been dead for seven years.

It wasn't until I saw Renee with my driver that I understood how she got pregnant.

On graduation day, I went to congratulate my students as their lecturer.

I also planned to ask Renee for the $20,000 I had lent her for school and medical expenses.

But when I saw her, before I even said anything, she gave me a look of contempt and said, "Candice, go get your car and take me home."

I was a bit stunned. "What did you say?"

Renee scoffed, pulled out an ultrasound report, and handed it to me.

Confused, I took the document. It said early pregnancy, about 10 weeks along.

I was speechless. What were these college students thinking? Did they really think they could treat their lecturer like a chauffeur just because they were pregnant? Why was she acting so entitled?

"Renee Blue, your pregnancy has nothing to do with me. Why should I take you home?"

Her bestie, Fiona, immediately chimed in, "How can you say that, Ms. Jonah? Renee has difficulty moving around because she's pregnant. If it weren't for your car being nice, comfortable, and safe, we wouldn't even want to ask you!"

"What kind of nonsense is that? What does it matter how nice my car is? Who are you to demand anything from me?"

I was beyond words and wanted to leave, but Renee blocked my way, arms crossed. "Candice, not only are you driving me home today, you're gonna drive me home every day from now on. You're also going to prepare all my meals and take good care of me and my baby. You'll do everything I say. If I feel the slightest bit of discomfort, you'll pay for it!"

I took a deep breath to calm myself down, then touched her forehead to make sure she didn't have a fever. I couldn't help but remark, "If your brain is fried, you should go see a doctor! You’re just pregnant, not giving birth to a goddess. Why should I serve you? Your comfort or discomfort has nothing to do with me! You’re insane!"

Fiona and Renee exchanged glances, both looking smug. Fiona stepped forward and confidently patted Renee’s belly while looking at me arrogantly. "Don't you know, Ms. Jonah? Renee is carrying your husband's baby! Your husband is the president of Lenis Corporation, so this baby will become the heir of Lenis Corporation!"

I was stunned and didn’t know how to respond. After all, my husband, Igor Lenis, had been dead for seven years.