Hearing this, I was shocked.
My mother-in-law had promised to help us divorce. Why had she changed her mind?
A wave of unease swept over me. I threw back the blanket, ready to find her and get an explanation.
But Sean suddenly rolled over, grabbing my arm. His expression turned stern as he scolded, "Do you realize you can't catch a chill right now? You're a mother now—take better care of yourself!"
His sudden concern sent a chill down my spine.
I instinctively pulled away, creating distance between us. "I get it. You should go back to your room. I need to sleep."
He noticed my rejection and laughed bitterly, a sneer twisting his lips. "Don’t flatter yourself. You're a woman who just gave birth—your body's completely out of shape. It’s not like I can’t find someone better."
I bit back a response.
During my pregnancy, the doctor had warned that I wasn’t getting enough nutrition. I forced myself to consume countless supplements to ensure the baby’s health, gaining just enough weight to meet the normal range.
Now, post-pregnancy, soft flesh still clung stubbornly to my waist.