"B-But you're pregnant." Theo looked at me with a puzzled expression as though I had lost my memory.
Maybe he could not figure out why I would have such thoughts when I was already pregnant.
A pregnant woman's body was already precious, not to mention that I had miscarried before. Now that I expressed my intention to get a bone marrow transplant, it seemed to him like I was treating pregnancy like any normal cold.
“I know. That's why I wish to discuss whether or not we can choose to forgo this child for now?"
My voice grew softer and softer toward the end because I was losing confidence.
I was sobbing, looking at Theo who was completely frozen in front of me. He did not say anything for a very long time. I had never seen him like that before.
I was in a deep sleep back in the operating theater and dreamt of something.
I was holding Munchkin when he was still a baby and walking out of our small house. There were green pastures outside the house. When I realized what was going on, Munchkin had suddenly grown up.
He struggled in my arms and wanted to run to the grass to have some fun. I put him down and watched him run farther and farther away. When I realized something was wrong and desperately cried out for him to come back, he could not hear me and continued running forward.
I used all my strength to chase after him, but my pace got slower and slower. I watched helplessly as Munchkin disappeared in front of my eyes.
When I woke up in the ward in a grievous state and wanted to tell them that I intended to do a bone marrow transplant, they told me that I was pregnant.
I had already made up my mind. I could always get pregnant again, but I must not lose Munchkin. I had to save him.
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