Before he could say anything, I interrupted him.
Irvin was stunned for a moment, and his eyes suddenly turned somewhat red.
Half a month ago, I suddenly experienced unbearable abdominal pain.
That day, Irvin happened to be home to pick up some documents. Before I could ask for his help, he received a call from Amelia.
He hurriedly drove off to resolve a difficult business deal for Amelia.
Meanwhile, I endured the pain and called an ambulance myself.
Just as I arrived at the hospital, I received intimate photos of him and Amelia.
My already precarious pregnancy couldn't hold on any longer. I was three months along, but the baby turned into a pool of blood and left my body.
The embryo hadn't been expelled completely.
Yesterday was supposed to be our wedding anniversary, but I had to go through the surgery alone.
Ironically, shortly after I came out of the operating room, I received that cat.
It felt like Irvin and Amelia were mocking my helplessness, each action feeling like a stab to my heart.
And he knew very well that I was terrified of cats.
Irvin suddenly stood up, gripping the box tightly, his knuckles turning white.
He didn't question why I hadn't told him.