"My brother heard you were pregnant and threw a party to celebrate. You have to ruin it like this?"
Another brother smirked.
"Slap!"
I spun around and hit him hard.
The room froze. Tara stepped forward, grabbed Ethan’s neck from behind, and pulled him into her arms.
"Son, listen to your father. Stop being stubborn!"
She smiled helplessly.
"Sister-in-law, Ethan and I have been close since childhood, even sleeping naked together. He never treated me like a woman! Don’t take it so seriously!"
She realized it too late, and nudged Ethan into my arms.
"Hurry up and apologize. She’s pregnant. Keep this up, and everyone suffers."
That sentence made everyone stare at me with disdain.
Ethan froze, refusing to bow.
Tara chuckled, whispered something in his ear.
He twitched his lips, then finally looked at me, reluctant.
"It’s my fault, alright."
A sudden wave of nausea hit.
I left the room without looking back.
I didn’t expect Ethan to chase me.
My stomach ached the whole way, and all I could hear were his complaints.
"Have you lost your mind because of pregnancy? Tara is my brother, and you’re jealous!"
"You might as well tie me to your belt like a dog. You’d suspect anyone anyway!"