Just as he was about to hang up, she pleaded:
"Kevin, can I say a few words to her?"
Kevin hesitated, then held the phone out to me. "Adela wants to talk to you. Try to control your temper—don't scare her."
I didn't take it. But Adela seemed to know I was right there.
"Roberta, since he's chosen to stay with his family, I'm begging you—please treat him well. He works so hard out there, dealing with so much stress. It's not any easier for him than it is for you."
"He doesn't like spicy food. He loves sweet drinks, especially mango pomelo sago. Don't let him have too much cold stuff in the summer—his stomach can't handle it."
"Oh, and I bought him a massage pillow. His neck and shoulders bother him. Remember to use it on him when you have time. Also, he's at a critical point in his career right now, and you just had the baby not too long ago. If you two are going to be intimate, be careful—don't get pregnant again and distract him. Make sure he uses protection..."
I let out a cold laugh. "Are you done?"