As they both sat in the carriage with the plush seats Ambrosia still did not speak to Patrick and he said,” You are looking very beautiful, tonight, my dear.”
Ambrosia did not say anything but merely looked out of the window and Patrick knew that it was high time that he should apologise, after all he was the one who had said something to make her this upset. And in the state of her carrying their child she should not be kept upset anyway.
“Please, Ambrose, you have to talk to me. Or else I would not know what is hurting me,” said Patrick and Ambrosia looked away from the window of the carriage and then said,” You consider our child to be a parasite, Patrick. What could be worse than that? That even before he or she is born you wish that you never had to see this day and that you also wi
