After a moment of silence, he couldn't contain his emotions any longer. He called out her name, "Violette!" His voice betrayed his concern and care for her.
After retching a few times, the feeling of nausea finally subsided.
He regained his composure slowly, whispering, "Violette, if you're not feeling well, go lie down."
"Don't you dare pity me!" she snapped, angered by his words.
He didn't need to tell her how good Melinda was.
"I pity our child." His voice was strained, his grip on the phone tightened.
"Pity him for what?" she sneered, "For not being aborted?!"
"Violette, why are you being so confrontational?!" Elijah almost believed he was the villain in her narrative. He was genuinely excited about the arrival of their child; he was looking forward to its birth. When the accident happened, he was devastated.
"Who started the confrontation?" Violette sat by the bed, her eyes red, her fingers gripping the bedsheet, "Melinda is obedient and sensible. Wasn’t that what you said just now?"
Elijah's lips moved, but no words came out.
"Stop disgusting me!" She hung up the phone after her harsh words.
...
Elijah closed his eyes in despair. He had been too impulsive just now. In his anger, he forgot she was carrying their child. How could he have said such things to her?
"Elijah, let's go grab lunch." Melinda knocked on his office door, inviting him to lunch.
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