A/N : Here is the next two chapters of this story. Even though I only got two reviews since my last update (thanx to lil and Maria) I am assuming that more people are still reading so I will keep writing and posting for now. If you do read this please review and let me know whether I am still doing a good job or not. Feedback in the form of reviews is what keeps writers writing!

(Disclaimer : see chapter 1)

"What do you have to be sorry for?" I asked nervously.

"What I said to you last night was uncalled for. I should know better than to think that you would still be interested in Clark and I'm sorry" I wished he would stop apologising. I felt as if I was going to pass out, throw up or both.

"But I said things too, Lex" And saying things was just the beginning, I thought to myself.

"What did you say that I didn't deserve? I behaved so badly, I can see why I seemed like my father to you, I don't blame you for saying it. Chloe, all I ask is that we can put last night behind us and move on"

I couldn't believe how easy it would be just to lie right then. Just to say 'yes, let's just put it behind us' but I wasn't sure whether I could do that.

"So, can we do that?" he asked again and I breathed deeply before I answered with a fake half smile.

"Yes, Lex, I think we can"

I knew it was a terrible thing I had just done, and it felt even worse when he smiled, thanked me and scooped me up in his arms. I thought I'd never be rid of the guilt I felt but I was too scared of losing him and hurting him, to tell him the truth.

In a matter of weeks things had started to regain their normality but it was always in the back of my mind - I had cheated on, lied to and betrayed my husband, and he had no idea, but for all the remorse and anguish I felt, I did not tell him.

It was two months after that night that I realised I was going to have to admit to my crime, and even then it was not my guilt that triggered my confession, at least, that was not the main reason. I had tried to deny it all this time but now I was almost certain - I was pregnant.

I should have been excited and happy and elated, and yet I was none of these things. I was upset, I was panicking and I was scared. I had to tell Lex there was no way around it and he would be happy, I knew that for sure. We had been trying for a baby for so long, and now I was pregnant, but the fact remained that there was a chance the child was not a Luthor, but a Kent instead.

It would have been a strange coincidence of the child were not Clark's, since Lex and I had been trying for almost a year with no success, and suddenly I was two months pregnant when I had had one night with Clark, two moths ago.

Once I had told Lex I was having a child, there was no way I could keep up my pretence, I would have to tell him about what had happened between me and Clark. I could not allow him to bring up a son with the possibility that it was not his child at all. Then there was the issue of Clark, if it was his child surely he had a right to know, but I doubted Lana had been informed of our night of passion and then there would be an end to two marriages.

My mind was a whirl with these thoughts and worries, but one fact remained. I had to tell Lex that I was pregnant and I had to tell him that the baby might not be his own.

I tapped on the doors of his study and then swung them open.

Behind the desk, Lex was on the phone, as he usually was, so I walked over and sat down in a chair across from him. He smiled as I sat down and signalled that he would not be talking long. I managed to smile back, god knows how, and then I just sat there, waiting, worrying, concentrating hard on not crying, throwing up or passing out. I hadn't felt this bad since that day two months ago and I probably looked as bad as I felt, although at least now I could excuse some of my illness as morning sickness if he noticed it.

He said goodbye and hung up the phone, and turned his attention to me.

"You wanted to talk to me?" he asked with his genuine smile on his face, the one he only used when I was around.

"Yes" I said in a small voice, "well, um, there's really only one way to put this....I'm pregnant" I babbled and in the few seconds that followed, Lex was up and around the desk and he had me in his arms.

"I can't believe it!" he said, more than once and I smiled my biggest fake smile. He saw right through it as he let go of me and saw my face.

"Are you okay?" he asked quickly, sitting me back down in the chair and kneeling in front of me, still holding onto my hands.

"Not really" I mumbled, the tears, that I had promised myself I would not shed, welled up in my eyes, "Lex, there's something else I need to tell you too"

"You know you can tell me anything, Chloe" he reassured me and I swallowed hard before I began my explanation.

"The day we argued, and you walked out and Clark was here..." I began and he nodded to indicate he knew the day I was referring to.

"Well, that night I..." the tears fell at last and I didn't know how to go on.

"Chloe, please tell me what's wrong. I hate to see you like this. I told you, you can tell me anything. We're in love, we're married and we're going to have a baby, what could possibly have got you this upset"

I sobbed and my whole body shook, and I finally let out the secret I'd held in for too long.

"I...slept...with...Clark" it came out as four great sobs full of pain and tears. For a moment, he didn't speak ad he didn't move. He kept hold of my hands and even though I was looking down at my hands and his and tears were blinding me, I knew he was looking at me, staring, never taking his eyes from the top of my head.

I just wished he would say something, anything, but he remained perfectly still and perfectly silent.

A/N : What will Lex say and do? Read chapter 8 to find out...