Chapter 2

I was so shocked I forgot to dry my hair, glaring at Ava with anger.

"What are you doing in my bed?"

Ava turned over, propping her chin with her hand, smiling at me.

"My brother said I could choose any room. I chose this one. Is there a problem?"

"If there is, tell my brother, don't give me attitude."

Clenching my fists, ready to explode, Liam came in and pulled me to the guest room.

"Honey, Ava is pregnant, don't be angry with her."

I sneered, looking at him with hatred.

"Is getting your foster sister pregnant something to brag about?"

"Liam, how do you have the face to see me?"

Liam hugged me tightly, filled with regret.

"I'm sorry, honey."

"Three months ago, at the family gathering, you didn't go because of work. I got drunk."

"The next morning, Ava was beside me. I was too drunk and thought she was you..."

"Today, Ava told me she's three months pregnant. I had no choice but to bring her here."

I pushed Liam away, finding his excuses ridiculous!

"You got drunk? Then what about Ava? Was she drunk too?"

"You mistook her for me. Who did she mistake you for?"

"And why tell us on our anniversary? Isn't it on purpose?!"

Liam's face looked awkward, not knowing how to respond.

Seeing my dripping hair, he quickly grabbed a towel to dry it, speaking softly.

"Honey, let me dry your hair. Don't catch a cold."

Liam always dried my hair after I washed it. It was a little ritual between us,

because he heard as a child that drying your wife's hair means lifelong love.

I softened, excusing Liam in my heart.

Maybe he really mistook Ava for me. Once she gives birth, everything will go back to normal.

Suddenly, Ava's voice came from the next room.

"Bro! Where did you go?!"

Liam's hand paused, replying from a distance.

"I'm drying my wife's hair. Talk later!"

Ava wouldn't let it go, still calling out.

"I want, no, the baby wants you to touch!"

"Bro, come quickly, or I'll get mad!"

Liam immediately put down my hair, hurriedly throwing a sentence before leaving.

"I'll go check on her."

And just like that, Liam didn't return all night.

And all night, I sat in the chair, waiting for Liam.

I didn't know when my hair dried.

I didn't know when my heart gave up.