Christopher was in a coffee shop. Rumor had it that Julia had introduced him to another girl again. She hoped that Christopher could meet some more women to open up his eyes. This girl was a shy person. She blushed when she talked to Christopher. She seemed hesitant to speak due to her shyness. But she was innocent and adorable.
I was wearing a customized maternity clothes, sitting behind them with a newspaper in my hand. When the girl said that she wanted to keep on going out with Christopher, he coughed lightly.
It was our secret code. Without a second thought, I rushed over and hugged his leg. I yelled at him, “Mr. Lane, please don’t leave me. I’m five months pregnant now with a boy. You told me that you like boys. Can you chase me away only after I give birth to the boy?”
I cried while saying to the girl, “Miss, if you’re married to Mr. Lane, please treat my kid better. It is just a fertilized egg now, but are you ready to become a stepmother?”
“Stepmother?” Her facial expression changed completely. Then, she covered her face and started sobbing as she left.
At a wax museum, I was standing in the middle of wax figures. This girl had such an unusual hobby. Suddenly, I had great sympathy for Christopher. He was the one to blame for being too awesome. Surprisingly, a bold and daring man like Christopher found those creepy wax figures in the museum unacceptable either.
Just as the girl and Christopher agreed to go for a movie as planned, I strode over to them. Then, I raised my hand and gave him a slap. I shouted angrily at him, “You scumbag! You lied to me! I can’t believe that you’re acting all lovey-dovey here with another woman. I will not let you get away with it.”
“Why did you slap him?” The girl stood in front of Christopher and protected him.
Looking at the beautiful and charming girl, a look of hatred and disgust flashed across my face. I was overwhelmed with furious. Then, I placed my hand in front of my chest and said in despair, “You seem like a good girl. I have my reasons. I just couldn’t bear to see anyone being cheated by him again. Please don’t be fooled by his looks.”
“What does it have anything to do with you? I like this type of man. I like being fooled by him. It’s none of your business!” The girl said crossly and pushed me away.
“Oh, pretty girl. Do you really have to marry him and live a widow’s life? I couldn’t find a good man because I was known as his woman. You can’t marry him.”
“What do you mean by living a widow’s life?” The girl started to get worried.
“I’ve been there. I totally understand how you feel. Not only is he impotent but he is also a hypocrite. He even pretended to be a ladies’ man. How terrible of him! This is really bugging on my conscience!”
“What? He is impotent? You jerk!” The girl was shocked after hearing my words. She screamed and buried her face in her hands. After that, she ran away.
This kind of incident happened almost every day throughout the week. I tossed the maternity clothes stuffed with a small pillow on the couch when I was doing my laundry. After coming back, I saw Christopher holding the clothes in his hand and playing with them. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind. I took out the small pillow and asked, “Do you love kids? Otherwise, why do you have a soft spot for me being a pregnant woman?”
We always used protection. Although we were married, I would still request Christopher to do so. He had never turned down my request, not even once. I thought he didn’t mind. In fact, he did care.
“We don’t have a choice. How am I going to scare those women off if you are not pregnant?” Christopher put on the clothes for me and stared at me. The corner of his lips curled into a smile. He dragged me to the front of the mirror and said with a grin, “Look at you. Aren’t you cute? You look as clumsy as a bear.”
“You’re the clumsy bear!” I glared at him and pounced on him. I pinned him against the closet and nibbled his cheek. Christopher carried me in his arms and turned around in the room. After that, he threw me on the bed and started tickling me.
I couldn’t stop laughing from his tickling. We were having fun and rolling over on the bed. Suddenly, we fell off the bed by accident. I then lay on top of Christopher and looked at him with a smile. “Christopher, let’s have a baby of our own. What do you think?”
