In the hospital ward, Mia lay on the bed, tears streaming down her face. She wailed and threw a tantrum at Kian, who had just rushed over. "This is all your fault! You've been so busy job hunting every day that you've ignored me. I was in a bad mood, so I went out to relax. Now the baby's gone, are you happy?"
Kian was exhausted to his core. The pain of losing Eliza, the pressure of unemployment, and the blow of the miscarriage had piled up one after another, and the resentment he had bottled up for so long finally boiled over.
"I ignored you? No one's home to take care of the kid, so I'm out running interviews every single day just to put food on the table. All you do is eat, drink, and mess around for fun. You messed up a perfectly healthy pregnancy and lost the baby yourself. What giv
