Chapter 7

When exactly did the two of them have a connection, I couldn't help but wonder in my mind.

I suddenly remembered that before my business trip, my argument with Piers was about the whole having a baby thing.

Before we got married, I used to say I didn't want kids.

Perhaps life had been too quiet for a few years, and his mother had been clamoring for grandchildren.

Because of this Piers gradually began to falter, he was fine with me quitting my job and preparing for pregnancy.

But it's clear that we agreed on this long before the wedding.

I am an attorney who specializes in divorce cases, and one of my clients was a woman who almost died on the operating table because of domestic violence and patriarchy.

So marriage and kids were two things that were my nightmare for a while.

If Piers hadn't sworn variously during his proposal that he didn't want kids he'd get his tubes tied after marriage and said in front of our mutual friends that he was going to live as a Dink, I wouldn't have just married him straight away and become his wife in one fell swoop.

And since I now run my own law firm, how could I possibly run off to have a baby at such a critical time.

We probably fought for about a year or so because of this.

I don't get it, did he blatantly cheat on his wife just because she said she was willing to bear his children?

Piers looked impatient when he saw how I looked.

He turned his face away and said, "Can we not fight over her, she a person who is dying I'm just taking care of her for the sake of being a former classmate, you're a cold-blooded person."

He finished picking up his clothes and left again.

I couldn't figure out whose fault it was sitting alone in an empty house.

But then I took that tablet and clicked on Piers' little number.

Soon the FB page Jan posted a status.

In the photo she was lying on the man's lap, a smile on a dry face.

The line above it reads, "I want to give you a baby so bad, it's a good thing I still have my first."