Ever since Mia moved to Alex's room, her cravings increased and her request also increased and for Alex, his headache increased.
He never imagined a pregnant woman's mood swings to be this dangerous.
"Mr. Ian!" She yelled, as he shut his eyes tight when he heard her yell his name for the nth time.
He couldn't even work in peace for ten minutes straight without her demanding or requesting something or another.
"What do you need?" He asked in a calm tone, as she entered the room.
He deliberately didn't look her way because whenever he would do so, she would start with her waterworks, for God knows what reason.
"I need someone to talk to," she complained more, whining, and he nodded, engrossed in his laptop.
"You have your best friend, call her." He suggested it, and sh
