Chapter 0295

He raised an eyebrow. “Why not? I want our child to have the best of everything.”

“But-”

“No buts, Hannah. This is for our baby.”

Feeling vindictive, I decided to test him. I pointed to a ridiculously expensive, crystal–encrusted mobile.” Okay. I want that, then,” I said, certain he would refuse.

“Okay.” Without hesitation, Noah picked it up and added it to our overflowing cart. My jaw dropped.

“Noah, that thing costs more than most people’s monthly rent!”

He shrugged, seemingly unfazed. “If it’s what you want for our baby, we’ll get it.”

I stared at him, slack–jawed, trying to understand his motivation. Was this guilt? Manipulation? Or did he genuinely want to provide for our child?

me until I couldn’t handle it anymore. “Wait,” I said, grabbing his arm. “I

green eyes flashing

play games like that,

muttered, feeling suddenly ashamed. “We

his jaw set stubbornly. “No, we’re getting it. Our child deserves the best, and if you liked it enough

to say. But before I could formulate a response anyway, Noah was walking up to the cash register and pulling

climbed to an unfathomable amount, I realized that all of this–the expensive mobile, the mounds of clothes and

thought both warmed and terrified

I had to stop myself from softening too much, reminding myself that I couldn’t get too comfortable. I was

to the store. I watched Noab out of the corner of my eye as he drove, noticing the tension in his shoulders, the way his hands gripped the

can carry something.” I

I’ve got it,”

again–there was no point in fighting with him, especially not when he

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