My Husband Dumped Me as Soon as He Walked into the Hospital Ward and Saw Our Newborn Twin Daughters

A while later, the door clicked open, and there he was. But instead of joy, Mark’s expression was unreadable — stony, like a man called into a meeting he didn’t want to attend.

“Hey,” I said softly, mustering a smile. “Aren’t they beautiful?”

Mark finally looked at the twins, his jaw tightening. Disappointment flickered across his face before his lips curled in disgust.

“What the hell is this?” he muttered, more to himself than to me.

Confusion welled inside me, pressing heavily against my ribs. “What do you mean? They’re our daughters! What’s going on with you, Mark?”

His gaze turned sharp.