"Ben, I'm pregnant"

It was midnight, Ben slowly creeped upstairs to their house- he and his friends got carried away with their drinking session and did not notice the time- he slowly opened the door as not to wake his wife who would surely get mad with him for coming home late. He was thankful that he did not drink that much. He walked inside, closing the door behind him; once inside the house, he proceeded to take off his shoes to not make noises. Going to their bedroom, he thought that he's already safe, but when he was about to turn the knob the door opened.

Lucy was not asleep, no, she was waiting for her husband to return. It was late at night and she was worried that something bad might have happened to him, but then she heard his footsteps- opening the door a little to check on what her husband was doing, she saw that he was trying to get to their bedroom unnoticed. It angered her that instead of apologizing to her, he chose to hide the fact that he went home late and worst, drunk. 'Think you can hide from me?' she thought. So she formed her plan- she would surprise him by opening the door first before he does.

"Lu-Lucy" Ben was shocked to see his wife standing there in front of him.

"Ben" she said, mocking him. Her hands were placed in her hips. He cannot look at her; he knew he had been caught.

Raising one eyebrow she asked him "Would you care to tell me where you have been?"

He was thinking of a great excuse to get out of the trouble he was in, but he could not think of one, so he just stood there and bowed his head thinking that if he did this, his wife might feel sympathy for him. But Lucy was not impressed- she was asking him and all he did was bow his head. 'Didn't he realize how worried I was?'

"Well, are you going to answer me or not?" she was tapping her foot on the floor, waiting for him to answer her.

"I-I… I was… I was just with my friends." he answered truthfully.

"And what did all of you do?" Lucy asked getting irritated by the vague answers that her husband was giving her.

"Well, we… we were drinking." Ben admitted, shameful for his selfish actions.

"Oh! So you see it fit to drink all night and forget that you have a wife back home who must be worried sick about you!?" Lucy snapped, her voice getting higher.

"No, I was going to tell you but… well- I- they said- my friends said that we won't be long"

"You won't be long!? Do you know what time it is Ben? Do you? Do you?" Lucy was now practically shouting.

"Yes, I know, but, I'm here now, aren't I? I'm fine, no need to worry now." He said, grabbing hold of her hands to calm her down.

"You don't get it do you? You didn't even apologize to me" she jerked her hands away from him.

"I'm sorry, I really am. This won't happen again. Now, can we just go to sleep and forget about this?"

"That's good, Ben! A very sincere apology! You shouldn't have apologized."

"What's your problem!? I said I was sorry, isn't that enough?" he snapped at her. He was sincere with his apology but it seemed like it wasn't enough for his wife.

"You just apologized so we can stop talking- I would stop talking. Admit it Ben you don't want me anymore. Maybe you come home late just to avoid me. Maybe you're not with your friends; you're with your other woman."

"What are you talking about!?" he was getting angrier now 'How dare she say such things?'

"Admit it Ben, admit it!" shouted Lucy while jabbing her finger to Ben's chest.

He shouted back at her as he gripped her shoulders and shaked her "Admit what? I already told you I was with my friends and we were-"

He was cut off by her slap "LIAR!"

That did it. He stormed outside their house- not without banging the door- and went downstairs to calm his nerves. Also, to give his wife time to think of what she was accusing him of. He didn't know what happened; their conversation turned from going home late to her accusing him of having an affair. He was hurt by this- is that how low she thinks of him? Does she really believe that he can replace her? Does she doubt his love for her?

Reaching the bottom of the stairs he noticed that there was a light coming from the bakeshop. He got embarrassed 'we might have woken up Mrs. Lovett by our fight' He knocked on the door deciding that he was going to apologize to her for the disturbance. The door opened and there revealed Mrs. Lovett, in her night gown- looking like she just got out of the bed. Ben couldn't resist but glance at the curvy form of the baker which was very obvious because of the thin and tight night dress she was wearing. He gulped as he turned his eyes back onto hers.

"Mr. B, what are you doing here? Come in." said Mrs. Lovett as she opened the door wider to let him in. They both took a seat at one of the tables- sitting across each other.

"I just want to apologize; surely, we must have disturbed you from your sleep by our altercation" he said, explaining his presence.

"It's nothing, dearie; Now, how about a drink? Looks like you need one." Mrs. Lovett stood up from her seat and went to the kitchen to grab a bottle of gin and shot glasses for them. When she came back she poured both of them a drink. They were both silent as they trace in circle with their finger the rim of the glass that they were holding. The baker spoke after a few moments.

"So, Mr. B, How was your day?" It was not a good question to ask, considering that he just came from a fight with his wife, but shejust had to break the silence between them.

But still he answered her question "Well, it was great, really, I enjoyed the meeting with my friends though I was now in trouble because of it."

"Good" she replied, taking a sip from her drink.

"I have no one to tell this and I trust you. It's just that... I cannot believe that Lucy accused me of having an affair. Why would she think that Mrs. Lovett? Did I do something that might make her think that?". He was close to tears; he was really hurt by his wife's accusations.

"I don't know love, maybe you should just let it go. You were both not thinking straight. She didn't mean it. Just talk tomorrow." She gave him a sympathetic smile.

He sighed heavily "You're right Mrs. Lovett"

Both were silent again but this time it was Mr. Barker who broke the silence.

"Mrs., Lovett?" He was fidgeting in his seat, looking uncomfortable.

"Yes, Love?" She asked him, raising her eyebrows.

"Can I- well- I- stay here for the night? I know it's improper but-" he blushed as he said this. He cannot go back yet upstairs, he and his wife- they both need space. Besides, he was only going to stay for the night. 'Not like we're going to do something inappropriate' he thought.

She waved him off "Nonsense, of course you can! You take the sofa in the parlor" 'anything, for you' she mused as she smiled at him.

They both stand up and were surprised at their close proximity. They looked at each other. They didn't know who started it but their lips were suddenly crushing against each other- his right hand on the back of her neck and the other was gripping her waist- her hands was clutching the front of his shirt. They walked towards her bedroom, with Mrs. Lovett leading the way.

Once they were there, Ben pushed the baker to the bed, and before she could move, he was already on top of her- sending kisses to her neck down to her collarbone. Soon enough, he was thrusting inside her- slow pace at first then it became faster. They were both writhing as they reached their climax. He fell on top of her; both were panting. They cuddled next to each other as he placed the blanket on their naked form and they both fell asleep neither knowing the consequences of their actions.

The couple was able to compromise, but the situation between the barber and the baker was the exact opposite. It has been two weeks since the incident happened and they are still avoiding each other. They did not talk about it- both don't know what to say. But, now that they found out that Mrs. Lovett is pregnant, they have to face the issue.

Ben does not know what to say, he is speechless. It was a mistake- they shouldn't have… he shouldn't have… he wasn't thinking when he did it. He wass clouded by lust that he cannot back out from what was happening that night. What about Lucy? What if she finds out? It was stressful for him because he has a wife to deal with- while with Mrs. Lovett, well, she is a widow. Should he tell Lucy? Will she understand? Will she able to accept it? 'No, of course not!' he thought answering his own questions. It is very unacceptable that he had a child first with other woman rather than his own wife. But there's no denying that he's a father now and his baby and the mother of his baby needs him. He's not going to let his child grow up without a father so he supposed that he will have to face the problem.

Mrs. Lovett is standing in front him- they are standing in the middle of her parlor- biting her lip, sheis nervous by his lack of reaction. She will not deny the fact that she is happy when she found out that she is pregnant, and even happier when the Doctor itself confirmed it to her. She really wants to have a child of her own, but she thought that she couldn't bear one. She and Albert tried but they were unsuccessful- thinking that she's the one who has a problem, it turns out that it's Albert. But it doesn't matter now. She is with child and the father is Benjamin Barker- the love of her life.

Ben suddenly speaks, jolting Nellie out of her thoughts.

"Well, it looks like Mrs. Lovett that… we're parents now."

This story is created because... I don't like Lucy. XD

Isn't that great? your husband is the father of your neighbor's child.

do you all think Lucy should know?

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