I stroked my slightly bulging belly, took a deep breath, and prepared to say sorry to this unborn child. I couldn't keep it any longer!
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he couldn't help crying.
This child was originally a surprise I prepared for Ran’s birthday, but now it seems that he is no longer needed.
The child is already two months old. I pestered Ran for a long time to get him.
He was never keen on sex and didn't like children. He always said that children were naughty and noisy by nature and it took a lot of energy to raise them.
However, recently, I found that he often browsed the preparations for having a baby, and even stayed up late to make two detailed tables: one for pregnant mothers and the other for newborns. I thought he prepared this for me after he found out I was pregnant, and I was filled with joy. But now it seems that all this has nothing to do with me!
Tonight, Ran came home unexpectedly early. I glanced at the time and it was only 8pm, but he usually came home in the early hours.
He called my name softly, but I lay in the bedroom without responding and he didn't continue calling me.
Soon, the sound of water splashing came from the bathroom. He finished his shower and walked into the bedroom. Without turning on the light, he quietly lay down beside me.
I felt a tingling sensation on my waist. This was the first time he took the initiative to hug me.
Then, he buried his head in the crook of my neck and said in a flattering tone, "Wife, nothing really happened between her and me. This time I lent her sperm just to help her fulfill a wish. Ivy loves children very much. I promise that after she gives birth to the child, I will end my relationship with her."
I remained silent, just removed his hands from my waist and moved silently.
He sensed my indifference and immediately complained in dissatisfaction, "I've been so humble to please you, what else do you want? Don't forget that it was you who said you didn't mind my past and just wanted to be with me."
"Can you please stop being such a jealous woman? I could have kept it a secret from you, but I told you out of respect for you, and you really disappointed me." He poured out all his dissatisfaction in one go, and then said, "Think carefully about how I've treated you recently. I've tried my best to cooperate with you in wanting a child. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."
The door slammed shut, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly, laughing at my miserable marriage and my own blindness in the past.
In his eyes, apologizing to me is an honor and a gift of face to me, so I must forgive him; otherwise, I will become a jealous woman in his eyes.
He can treat me like this because I love him like a dog.
So, I deserve all this!
