I turned around to see Gianna blinking back tears as big as soybeans.
She was still chattering on and on. She talked about how much she had suffered how many injections she had received to prepare for pregnancy, and how hard-won this child was.
It was she who said these words. And it was also she who had messed around in a car and lost the baby. Now that she had a new child, and Jacob didn't want to take responsibility and wanted to dump her, she turned around and came back to me, the cuckold.
Was there such a cheap thing in the world? As a matter of fact, there was.
"Honey, I will take good care of you and our baby." I pretended to be overjoyed and hugged Gianna tightly in my arms, clutching the pregnancy test in my hand. "This child is hard-won, and there must be no more mistakes.
