Heartbroken...

This evening is one week away from me and my husband’s first anniversary. Everything was going great. He came home from work, I had food ready in the crockpot, and I cut and colored his hair. While we were showering a huge fight exploded. My four year old wanted some milk, and to get ready to lay down for bed. She knocked on the bathroom door, and asked for some help. At that moment I seen a side of my husband I didn’t know existed. He was yelling at me saying that she needs to be more responsible, and she shouldn’t always need help. Being momma bear, I defended my cub. I mean she is only 4, and I don’t expect her to pour herself some milk, let alone climb counters to get a cup. Not to mention there’s much older siblings that can assist. When I tried to explain that she’s not capable of doing everything on her own, that she is still a toddler, he unleashed. He told me that he never wanted to marry me, and he never wants a child with me. We have been trying since December, and as of right now I’m 14 days late.... I tested last week, and the result was negative. After speaking with the doctor she explained that if I am pregnant my HCG levels may be too low to test positive. I had H3N2 during the time, and she was confident due to dehydration, and some medications I was on, that there’s a good possibility I could indeed be pregnant, and advised me to test this week. I was going to test tomorrow, but right now I’m terrified to. I want another child, I do, but I had no idea my husband felt the way he did. Honestly, if I test positive I don’t even know how he will react. I thought we were doing great. We were making plans for our anniversary, we haven’t had any tension, and just finished planning a vacation. I’m shaking from nerves and sick to my stomach. I have no idea what to do right now. I feel like my world is crumbling down around me...