"I'm pregnant," I disclosed softly, running my hand gently over my平坦 stomach, hoping for his happiness upon hearing the news. After all, he was about to become a father.
He chewed thoughtfully, then casually suggested, "Abort it." His words seemed matter-of-fact, as if such a response was expected in their circumstances. Tears welled up in my eyes as I cried, "It's my first child. I want to bring this baby into the world." "I've made my choice clear. You won't bear my child," he declared, finishing his meal. "Why can't I? Please, let me keep it," I pleaded, holding onto my belly tightly. He slammed his palm on the table, sternly stating, "You won't change my mind that easily." Then, he grabbed my arm and led me towards the stairs, his voice dripping with menace as he pushed me, "A single push could end it. Mistresses are meant for pleasure, not childbearing. Remember your place." **Warning: This text contains mature themes. Reader discretion is advised; those under 18 should not read further.**
