Part 3_ She Never Knew Her Billionaire Husband Wasn’t Human

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She Never Knew Her Billionaire Husband Wasn’t Human

Part 3: The Child of Secrets

Chapter 1: Shadows at Dawn

Two months had passed since Julia left Doha’s world behind, but life did not feel normal. She was living in her parents’ house, surrounded by familiar walls and loving faces, yet every morning she woke with a heavy heart. The comfort of home was a thin blanket that could not warm her soul.

Her parents tried everything. Her mother bought her fresh fruit and cooked her favorite meals. Her father stayed in the sitting room, watching comedies and action films, hoping Julia would laugh with him. But Julia moved through the house like someone lost in a dream. She spent hours at her window, hands pressed to the glass, staring at the distant sky.

The same questions haunted her: Why did Doha enter my life? What was his aim? Who was he, truly? Why me, of all people?

She remembered his gentle smile, the way he spoke, his wishes for a house near the forest. And she remembered the night she saw the truth—the glistening snake tail, the impossible transformation. Her heart would pound with terror and confusion. “No, it’s impossible,” she whispered to herself, clutching her chest. “I saw what I saw.”

Her mother sometimes found her sitting on the floor, lost in thought. “Julia, my daughter, you will be fine,” she said, holding Julia’s hand. But Julia only forced a smile. Everything felt broken.

Chapter 2: Illness and Revelation

One morning, Julia woke up feeling weak. Her body was hot, then cold, then hot again. She tried to stand, but her legs shook. Her mother rushed in when Julia coughed, touching her forehead.

“My child, what is wrong?” she cried.

Julia could barely speak. Her head spun, her heart raced. Her father grabbed the car keys. “Let’s go to the hospital now.”

Julia could barely walk; her father supported her, her mother prayed loudly all the way. At the hospital, nurses rushed her into a room, checked her temperature, blood pressure, and asked countless questions. After taking samples, they told her parents to wait outside.

Julia lay staring at the white ceiling, thinking, What if this sickness is from him? She wanted to cry, but she was too tired.

After some minutes, the doctor returned, holding a paper. She removed her glasses and smiled gently.

“Julia,” she said softly, “I think we know what is happening to you.”

Julia sat up, voice trembling. “What? What is it?”

The doctor took a deep breath. “You are pregnant.”

Silence. Julia stared at her, unblinking. Her mother’s eyes widened. Her father shifted uncomfortably. The doctor looked confused, expecting happiness, or at least a normal reaction.

“Julia, did you hear me?” she asked again. “You are expecting a baby.”

Julia swallowed hard. Her voice shook. “No, no, that cannot be possible. It’s not possible.”

The doctor frowned. “Why are you surprised? You have been married, right?”

Julia looked away. “Yes…” But she could not finish the sentence.

Her mother quickly held her hand. “My daughter, please calm down. This is a blessing.”

“A blessing?” Julia whispered, tears filling her eyes. “How can this be a blessing? From who? From what?”

Her mother turned sharply to the doctor. “Doctor, please give us a minute.”

When the doctor left, Julia broke down, covering her face with both hands as tears rolled down uncontrollably.

“Mommy, I don’t want it,” she cried. “God forbid, I don’t want it.”

Her mother held her shoulders firmly. “Julia, don’t say that again. Over my dead body will you touch that pregnancy. Do you understand me?”

Julia shook her head, crying harder. “But Mommy, you don’t understand. You did not see what I saw. You did not see the thing he turned into in our sitting room. You did not see the tail. You did not see anything.”

Her mother looked at her with pity, but was firm. “My daughter, stop saying such things. The mind can play tricks when someone is afraid. Doha is a good man. Maybe you misunderstood something. You must not speak that way. You must protect this child.”

“What are you saying? Has he come to see you since he disappeared?” Julia asked in tears, but her mother couldn’t answer.

Julia covered her face again and cried until she had no strength left.

Chapter 3: Despair and Dreams

When they got home, Julia walked straight to her room, silent. Her mother followed, but Julia fell to her knees in front of her mirror, staring at her own reflection, shaking her head.

“Why? Why me?” she cried. “Doha, wherever you are, I regret the day I met you. I regret loving you. Whatever you are, whoever you are, may your plans fail. You are a devil.”

Her voice broke as she sobbed. She touched her stomach lightly and cried harder. “I will never keep a child of a spirit,” she whispered. “Never.”

Her mother entered quietly. “Julia, stop talking like that,” she warned softly. But Julia turned her face away.

Later that evening, Julia picked up her phone and called Chem. Her hands shook as she wiped her tears.

“Hello?” Chem answered.

“Kimmy…” Julia’s voice cracked. “I’m finished. I’m completely finished.”

“What happened? Julia, talk to me.”

Julia sniffed. “I’m… I’m pregnant.”

Kimmy was silent for a few seconds. “What? You are what?”

Julia cried again. “Pregnant? Are you serious? Pregnant for him?”

“I know,” she shouted through tears. “I know, Chem. That is why I am going mad. I don’t want it. Never.”

Chem let out a long breath. “So, what will you do now?”

“And what can I do?” Julia said weakly. “My mother said I must keep it. But I can’t, Chem. I can’t keep a child of something that is not even human. I can’t do it.”

Chem was quiet for a long time. “I understand you,” she finally said, “but just calm down. Don’t rush. Don’t make any decision yet. Just breathe.”

They spoke for a long time, circling fear, confusion, and panic. When the call ended, Julia hugged her pillow tightly. Her world felt like it was falling apart again.

That night, after crying until her head hurt, Julia finally fell asleep. But her sleep was heavy, disturbing, and full of shadows.

Chapter 4: The Night Visitor

In her dream, Julia felt something move on her bed. At first, she thought it was her blanket. Then she felt the bed shake. She heard a low sound, like something sliding across the sheets.

She opened her eyes and her heart almost stopped. A large python was lying beside her on the bed. Its eyes shone like two small lamps. It stared at her without blinking, its body long, heavy, curled around her legs gently.

Julia wanted to scream, but no voice came out. Suddenly, the python lifted its head. Its body shook, its skin cracked open, and slowly, very slowly, it changed. Right before her eyes, the python transformed into Doha.

Julia gasped inside the dream. Doha knelt on the bed beside her, his face sad.

“Julia,” his voice was calm, almost weak, “please do not do anything to the pregnancy.”

Julia moved back, shaking her head. “No, stay away from me!” she shouted in the dream.

Doha lifted both hands gently, like someone begging. “I will explain everything to you,” he said softly. “I promise, Julia. Please just wait for me. I will come and explain everything to you at the right time.”

Before she could answer, the dream shattered like glass. Julia jerked up from sleep with a loud gasp. Her heart pounded so fast she could hear it in her ears. Sweat covered her body even though the AC was blowing cold air. Her nightgown was soaked, her hands shaking.

She turned on the lights and jumped off her bed. “No, no, no,” she whispered. “Why am I dreaming of him again? Why?”

She ran straight to her mother’s room. Her mother sat up immediately. “Julia, what happened?”

Julia couldn’t talk yet; she sat on the bed, holding her mother tightly, shaking like someone who had seen something terrible. Her mother rubbed her back until she calmed down a little.

“It was a dream,” her mother whispered. “You are safe. Nothing will harm you here.”

But Julia knew something was wrong. Something deep. Something she could not explain.

Chapter 5: The Club and the Forest

When morning came, Julia still felt drained. She was quiet during breakfast. Her mother watched her with worried eyes.

As soon as she got to her room, Julia called Chem again.

“Julia, are you okay?” Chem asked.

Julia sighed. “Keam, I had a dream.”

“You dream almost every night,” Chem replied lightly. “What happened again?”

“It was him,” Julia said quietly. “Doha.”

Chem was silent for a moment, then forced a small laugh. “Julia, please don’t let this thing drive you crazy. You dreamt about him because you haven’t gotten over everything. That’s all.”

“I saw a python turn into him,” Julia whispered.

“Dreams are not real,” Chem insisted. “It’s just your mind. You have been scared for too long. That’s why you are seeing all these things.”

Julia didn’t know if she believed her or not.

“Come out later,” Chem continued. “Let’s hang out tonight. You need fresh air.”

“I don’t want to go anywhere,” Julia said.

“Julia, please,” Chem begged. “You can’t stay inside the house crying every day. Nothing will happen to you. I promise you will be safe.”

Julia hesitated.

“Trust me, Kimmy said softly.”

After a long silence, Julia finally nodded. “Okay, I will go.”

That night, Julia dressed simply. She didn’t feel like doing makeup. She didn’t even feel like stepping outside, but she forced herself. Chem picked her up, smiling. “You look fine. Tonight will be fun.”

Julia gave a weak smile.

They entered the club together. Music was loud, lights were colorful, people were dancing everywhere. Julia sat in a corner quietly while Chem danced and greeted different people. Chem kept coming back to her. “Are you okay?” she asked.

Julia nodded, but her heart was not there. The noise made her head hurt.

After an hour, she leaned towards Chem. “Chem, I want to go home.”

Chem frowned. “No, now? Let’s stay a little longer.”

“Chem, please,” Julia said tiredly. “I am not in the mood. I want to go.”

Kimmy sighed. “Fine, but I’m staying. I’m not ready to leave. Let me help you get a cab.”

They walked outside the club. The night air was cold, the street dark except for the club lights. A cab stopped when Kimmy waved her hand. Julia entered, the driver didn’t look back.

“Good evening, madam,” he greeted.

“Good evening,” Julia replied softly.

“Call me when you get home,” Chem shouted.

Julia nodded. The cab began to move. Chem watched the car drive off.

The cab took another route instead of the normal one. Julia looked out the window and froze. The road was familiar—the trees tall and dark—the same forest road Doha loved.

“No, no, please don’t go this way,” she said quickly. “Please take another road.”

The driver didn’t answer. Julia’s heart started beating fast. Suddenly, the cab slowed down and stopped beside the forest. The driver slowly turned his head toward Julia.

Julia’s heart almost came out of her chest. The face, the eyes, the smile—the familiar look. It was Doha.

Julia pressed her back against the seat, shaking from head to toe. She tried to open the door, but it refused to open. She pulled the handle again and again, but nothing happened.

“Hello, Julia,” Doha said quietly. “How are you?”

Her fear exploded. Julia screamed, her voice echoing inside the car. She pushed the door with her feet, hit the window with her hands, tried everything to escape, but nothing worked.

“Please calm down,” Doha said gently. “I promise I won’t do anything bad to you.”

But Julia was shaking. Sweat covered her face, her breathing heavy.

“Please, please, I beg you,” she cried. “Don’t hurt me. I’m begging you.”

Doha turned in his seat, his face sad. “Julia, I’m not here to harm you. I only want to talk to you and to beg you.”

“Beg me for what?” Julia cried.

Doha took a slow breath. “I know about the baby growing inside you,” he said quietly. “And I am here to beg you to keep it.”

Julia froze. “How did you even know?” she whispered, confused.

“I told you,” Doha replied calmly. “I am not like others. I can see things in ways humans cannot.”

Julia burst into tears again. “Who—who really are you?” she whispered.

There was silence. Doha lowered his head slightly, as if ashamed.

“Julia,” he began slowly, “I am not human. And I am truly sorry that I brought you into something you did not understand.”

Julia shook her head, crying harder. “Who really are you?” she repeated, louder.

Doha finally answered. “I am a python,” he said quietly. “But not an ordinary one. I have special powers. I can change into anything. An old man, a young man, a traveler, anything. I can appear anywhere I want. I have lived for many years, and I have walked among humans many times. But you… you are different.”

Julia covered her mouth, trembling. “Why me?” she whispered.

“I don’t know,” Doha replied. “I guess it’s fate. I have never fallen in love with a human before. I never wanted to, but you… you were the first.”

Julia shook her head. “No, no, no. Don’t say that,” she cried. “You lied to me. You entered my life like a human. You married me. You made me think everything was normal. But you’re not.”

“I know,” Doha said, his voice soft and full of regret. “And I will carry that guilt forever. But please, please keep the pregnancy. I swear I will never hurt you. I will never follow you. I will never disturb your life again. You can have the houses, the cars, everything I gave you. I won’t take anything back.”

Julia wiped her tears. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I can’t. I can’t give birth to a python child. I cannot imagine it.”

Doha shook his head. “No, you will not give birth to anything strange. I swear the child will be normal, completely human. I am telling you the truth.”

But Julia kept shaking her head. “I need to leave,” she said, voice trembling. “Please just let me go.”

Doha closed his eyes and breathed deeply. “Okay,” he whispered. “If you say so.”

He turned the car around quietly, no argument, no anger, just sadness. He drove back toward the club. The road felt longer, the forest darker, the air heavy and quiet.

When they reached the club, Julia opened the door before the car stopped completely. She jumped out, legs trembling, breath shaking.

“Goodbye, Julia,” Doha said softly, but she didn’t look back. She ran inside the club, grabbed Chem’s hand.

“He’s outside! He’s outside!” she cried.

Chem rushed out, but when they reached the front of the club, the car was gone. Doha had disappeared, quietly, silently, like he had never been there.

Chapter 6: The Birth of Hope

Months passed. Julia never saw Doha again. True to his word, he didn’t return. He didn’t follow her. He didn’t disturb her dreams again. But the houses remained in her name. The cars were still hers. Doha never took anything back.

Julia refused to visit the houses. She had left them the night she ran away and never stepped foot inside again. They were locked, untouched, waiting for her. But Julia kept her distance.

Life moved slowly. Her belly grew. Her fear grew too. Her mother stayed with her every day, watching her, feeding her, praying for her. Chem visited, supporting her, telling her everything would be fine.

And then, one calm morning, Julia gave birth. Nurses rushed around her. Her mother held her hand. Julia cried through the pain, praying silently.

Finally, she heard the baby cry. Her heart almost stopped. She held her breath, forced her eyes open. The nurse brought the baby close.

“It’s a girl,” she said with a warm smile. “A completely healthy baby.”

Julia stared at the small, beautiful child wrapped in a pink blanket. The baby had tiny fingers, tiny toes, warm brown eyes, soft skin like every other newborn. She was normal, perfect, human.

Julia burst into tears again. But this time, they were tears of relief.

Her mother hugged her tightly. “God has done it,” she whispered.

Julia held her baby close to her chest. Doha was right. The child was normal. The child was fine. The child was human.

Chapter 7: Peace After Storm

Days passed, weeks passed, months passed. Doha never appeared. He kept his promise.

Julia moved back to the big house with her parents, found money in different currencies on her bed, and raised her daughter with love and care.

She still wondered about Doha sometimes—who he really was, where he came from, if he was still alive somewhere in the hidden parts of the world. But she never saw him again.

Her daughter grew stronger every day. Julia finally found peace.

Sometimes people enter our lives with secrets we cannot understand. Sometimes life takes us through confusing paths that make us question everything. But one thing is true: No matter how dark or strange a past looks, the future can still become beautiful. Even after fear, mistakes, heartbreak, new life brings new hope.

Julia moved on. She raised her child. She learned to smile again. And she chose peace over fear.

Epilogue: The Child of Secrets

Julia often told her daughter stories—of courage, of mystery, of love that defied explanation. She taught her to be kind, to be brave, to seek truth but accept that not everything could be understood.

And sometimes, late at night, Julia would look out her window at the moonlit sky, wondering if Doha was watching from somewhere far away, proud of the child they had brought into the world.

Her heart was at peace. Her future was bright. The past was a lesson, not a curse.

No matter what secrets life brings, love and hope can always create a new beginning.

End of Part 3

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