"If you keep causing scenes like this, let's get a divorce. You argue with me every day; how can I focus on work? If I don't work, how will I have money to feed you and Meryl?
"All you do is pick fights every day. Give me the child! Don't let Meryl be influenced by you!"
He frowned impatiently, glanced at me, and snatched the child from my hands.
"Meryl! Daddy's back."
He gently patted Meryl's cheek, trying to wake her up.
Suddenly, his body stiffened, hands trembling as he touched Meryl's cold face in shock.
"Meryl?
"What's wrong? Meryl? Natalie, why is Meryl so cold?"
