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“I’m not in a rush. I can wait a little longer. No matter how much I tried to rush Ethan away, he wouldn’t budge.
Just as he finished speaking, his phone rang. He stood up and walked away to answer it
When he returned, his expression remained composed as he sat back down.
I immediately asked, “Was that a work call? If you’re busy, you should go ahead and handle it.”
“Nothing at work is more important than you. Just relax.” Ethan leaned back lazily, his words carrying a casual confidence. His straightforwardness was almost like a confession, making my face heat up. I shot him a glare.
But he remained unfazed, his gaze steady. “My apologies. I’ve always been a straightforward person. I hope you don’t mind.”
I refused to indulge him any longer. “I mind it very much. Mr. Hayes, I understand that you want to express your gratitude, but please remember that I am not single. Saying these things is tantamount to leading me down a path of moral transgression.”
My serious words made Ethan’s ears turn red. “Sorry. I won’t say it again.”
I spoke calmly, “I don’t need apologies. I need you to show it through your actions.”
Ethan stiffened for a moment before standing up. “Alright… I’ll drop by again tomorrow.”
He turned, gave me a lingering glance, and then walked away.
The moment he left, I felt an immediate sense of relief.
A nurse passed by and grinned. “Your husband is really good–looking
I was at a loss for words. This was going to be difficult to explain.
Illness strikes suddenly, like a collapsing mountain. I had been through it before. By nightfall, I felt a little better and decided to head to the hospital.
Despite being young, Yuna had always been in great health. By the time I arrived, she was already full of energy, bouncing around in her hospital room.
As soon as I stepped in, she quickly shoved her phone under the blanket. I heard the soft ping of a phone notification as I entered.
Yuna hurriedly ducked under the blanket to reply before peeking up at me.
“Mommy, why are you so late? I’m starving!” Yuna started grumbling the moment she saw me
I gathered what little strength I had and sat beside her. “Sorry. I’m not feeling well either. I didn’t bring any food, so why don’t you call your dad and ask him to bring some?”
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“Aren’t you hungry? Why not call your dad I really wasn’t in the mood to argue. Maybe it was pointless to reason with a child Ignoring her might be the best strategy
Yuna pented “Why should call! Can’t you do in
pouted.
“You’re the one who’s hungry. I pointed out.
“But you’re my mommy, she sniffled, looking utterly wronged. “Other moms take care of their kids all the time. But you? I barely even see you.
I was shocked for a moment, but I quickly grabbed my phone and sent a message to Shawn, asking him to bring some food.
Not long after, Shawn’s driver arrived with dinner. The dishes were all Yuna’s favorite dishes.
She sat on the bed with her legs crossed, eating at a leisurely pace while watching me.
I was hungry, too, but I didn’t feel like eating. More than anything, I just wanted to sleep.
Once she finished eating. Yuna lay down and said, “Mommy, clean this up now.” I got up to take care of it, but before I could, she suddenly jumped up from the bed. “Queena told me there’s a supermarket downstairs with a bunch of toys. I want to go and pick some out.
Thinking back to how she was at this age in my previous life, I realized that she never lacked anything. Her clothes were always expensive, and she only chose high–end items. But now, I didn’t intend to spoil her like before.
I couldn’t just hand her everything she wanted.
“No. You already have plenty of toys by your bed. Play with those first, I said without hesitation.
“Why can’t I have what I want? You’re doing this on purpose just to make me unhappy! I’m sick, I had an injection this afternoon, and my hand is swollen again.” Whenever Yuna didn’t get her way, she would start acting up, her eyes welling with tears as if she had suffered a great injustice.
I had seen this act before, so I didn’t give in.
“Yuna, people need to experience the satisfaction of earning something. If you always get what you want without any effort, you’ll never learn to cherish it,” I told her firmly.
“I don’t see any reason to cherish anything. My daddy is rich, my grandma is rich. Whatever I want, they give it to me without question. But you? You don’t earn a single cent in this house, yet you try to stop me from spending money. Everything you use comes from Daddy’s earnings. You’re nothing but a parasite.” Yuna shot back, her confidence in arguing growing even sharper. I couldn’t help but wonder who had taught her these things. She already had a frightening level of awareness at such a young age.
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