[Samuel, look at our beautiful child. He’s going to be as handsome as you when he grows up.]
That baby looked exactly like the one Samuel had brought to me earlier tonight.
The further I scrolled, the colder my heart became.
During the eight months of my pregnancy, Samuel had been constantly "on business trips." The number of days he had actually spent by my side could be counted on my fingers.
I didn’t want to distract him from work, so I endured the morning sickness and exhaustion alone, going to prenatal checkups by myself.
And now I knew—those "business trips" were just an excuse for him to stay by Xandra’s side, caring for her and their unborn child.
Among the thousands of photos stored on his phone, every single one recorded Xandra’s journey from pregnancy to childbirth.
Samuel personally prepared nutritious meals for Xandra every day, took her on walks and shopping trips, and even held her vomit in his hands when she suffered from morning sickness.
He never missed a single prenatal checkup, staying by her side, his gaze filled with devotion as if she were the most precious treasure in the world.