Chapter 655: Babies
"I’m pregnant," Isabella announced candidly.
Poor Ian, who had been taking a sip of water, promptly choked and coughed, spraying water everywhere like a malfunctioning sprinkler as he stared at his fiance.
"What did you say?"
"I am pregnant? Are you not happy? Do you not want babies with me?"
"I’m pregnant," Isabella announced candidly.
Poor Ian, who had been taking a sip of water, promptly choked and coughed, spraying water everywhere like a malfunctioning sprinkler as he stared at his fiancée.
"What did you say?"
"I am pregnant? Are you not happy? Do you not want babies with me?" Isabella’s voice wavered, her eyes filling with exaggerated tears. She dramatically clutched her stomach, taking a step back as if she needed support.
"Ian, I thought you would be thrilled! I imagined us painting the nursery together, picking out little baby clothes, and planning our future. But you—" she sniffled theatrically, her lower lip trembling, "you look like you’ve seen a ghost. Do you not love me enough to have a family with me?"