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Remon's POV

"Give this one a shot; I'm confident you'll enjoy it." My hand reached for Yhra's chicken gordon as she was staring directly at me in the eyes.

It's almost as though she's trying to express something.

"What if you don't look like our baby?" asks the father. I giggle and comb her hair while she eats the food that I provided her for her meal.

She was eating as if she were a small child who was unfamiliar with the meal that their mother had prepared for them.

It's OK as long as our child resembles you precisely as you are. Yhra's tyan was touched by me.

It's been three months, and the baby bump is beginning to show. When she has a bad attitude, it's difficult to deal with her, especially because she is currently in the stage of wanting to become pregnant.

It's almost like a battle for me throughout those three months. She sobs every single day.

He holds me responsible for how much I wounded and mistreated him. I'm quite aware of what I did. When I watched her walk away from m