I hurriedly took leave and searched everywhere for my wife's whereabouts.
Half the day had passed, and I was filled with unease, as if something important was slipping away quietly.
With no results, I could only walk home dejectedly, hoping my wife had safely returned home.
Passing by the garden downstairs, I faintly heard a familiar voice and followed the sound.
Under the dim streetlight, Evelyn was sitting on a bench with a man.
I was about to speak when I saw the man's hand touch my wife's belly.
"Evelyn, does it still hurt?"
"The doctor said the baby was a boy and very healthy! I didn't expect you to go to such lengths for me!"
Hearing this, a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in my heart, like a sharp stab.
"It doesn't hurt, Noah! As long as I can be by your side, I can endure any hardship!"
"It's just an unformed child, it's gone now. After all, it wasn't your child!"
"Noah, once I recover, I'll immediately give you a healthy son!"
The man was extremely moved and couldn't help but embrace the pale Evelyn.
In their deep affection, they moved closer, their lips meeting in a tender, passionate kiss...