When I was teased and bullied by classmates, my mother always told me to endure it, saying that it was already good enough for her to raise me alone.
I couldn't bear my child experiencing the same.
"Ian, I don't want to threaten you with the child. You don't have to pretend to be good to me for the child."
Ian affectionately held me in his arms, rubbing my nose.
"Honey, you are just prone to overthink it due to the fluctuations in hormones. I only care about you and our baby now.
"After I finish these two days of work, I will accompany you to the next check-up. Promise me, you have to be fine."
Marriage requires the joint management of both sides.
Everyone makes mistakes, but he was willing to change.
Looking at the baby's photo, I compromised.
I nodded, hugged him, and also embraced the happy life that was coming.
A few days later, when Ian accompanied me to the check-up, I vomited to the point of dizziness, which was too painful to bear.
But I saw it as a sweet burden. I lay on the bed of the private hospital, delighted to let Ian listen to the baby's heartbeat together, and I was so excited that tears overflowed.
But Ian, who had just been caring for me, suddenly stared at the phone with a strange expression.
A wave of panic surged in my heart.
"What's the matter, Ian? Look, the doctor said the baby is very healthy."
He looked up at me with an unmasked look of distress in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Morgan. Julia's ex-husband leaked her private photos. I have to see he right now!"
