I tried my best to hold back, but tears still fell from my eyes. My nails dug into my palms, but even that pain felt distant. I could see the hidden pride in Regina’s eyes and Michael’s growing impatience.
Just as he opened his mouth to speak again, I interrupted him.
"Alright. You can have as many children as you want. I don’t care."
I had already decided to divorce Michael.
He let out a long breath and hugged Regina tighter.
"See? I told you Elizabeth is a kind person. Can you go for the prenatal checkup now?"
Regina pouted and pushed him away.
"We’re just partners. You don’t have to be so close to me."
"I’ll go by myself. You stay here with your wife."
She turned and left the room. Michael quickly followed, carefully guarding Regina’s belly, without even glancing back at me. I suddenly felt exhausted
I had left home ten years ago, met Michael ten years ago and married him eight years ago. I always knew he wanted children. However, I also knew he had azoospermia. So, when I got pregnant for the first time, I cried with joy the entire night.