I thought to myself, we could not go on like this if we did not divorce. His love was like a rose in a glass greenhouse. It looked vibrant and full of life, so rich and alluring, but I did not have the key to that greenhouse. I could only hear about his love from his words. I could not smell the rose's fragrance, but I knew roses had thorns. One touch and I would be covered in scratches.

Even if I carved my heart to complement his, we still would not fit together. I knew this all too well.

When I tried to compromise, he vanished from my life without a trace. I faced the emotional backlash alone with no one to talk to. I barely made it through the withdrawal, and now he was talking about not getting divorced? I laughed bitterly. "When a man suddenly thinks his ex is great, it usually means his current partner doesn't measure up."

Nicholas was such a smart man. Even I know Claudia and Nelson were having an inappropriate relationship. How could he not know?

Or maybe he was playing dumb. He would rather not know and instead choose to live in this messy situation with Claudia. He must really love her.

"Ariana, there's never been anyone else. Don't accuse me in front of the baby. If she's born with memories from the womb, she'll definitely hate her daddy," Nicholas protested softly, his eyes fixed on my belly.

now. It can't have memories.

scooted closer, ignoring the rejection in my words. He rambled on, "Our child will definitely take after me. So smart. I had memories in the womb, so our baby

I

what loving words would a husband say when

probably lie in his arms, whining, "I'm so tired. I don't

with clothes and food ready whenever I needed them.+would even make him

prepare baby supplies, pick out names: Everything about our little creation, we

it was

hand caught mine. Nicholas gently squeezed my

he lowered his body in front of me. He pressed his ear against my stomach. We were so close I

Thump!" His heart was racing.

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