My Husband's Son

nny and tiny, with wrinkled sk

my daughter, the precious treasure that I had endured anorexia, vomitin

I grasped his hand and said, "I know my emotions

d gently patted my back. "It's alright, it's alright," he comforted me, his eyes fixed on

or a boy ready," I said, laughing while c

it must be a girl because I kept

be a son," he said, looking at our daughte

ently pressing my lips against her ha

kes a fuss. I boasted proudly to him. "Unlike the oth

ter's little hand with his finger

having a son? Why are your pa

inions," Kevin said, looking

got up to get his coat

he said, gently stroking my fa

ked at him. "Kevin, are yo

. Seeing my persistent stare, he lowered his h

as if trying to boost his ow

something was wrong?" I asked angri

t take after me," he said, visibl

"Is that all? Don't you know fo

ed my head on his shoulder as we looke

im. "If our daughter took after you, with your squ

while, and said, "Yes, she might h

rry you. My daughter is the most beautiful one. I'll make sure s

ht," he said while putting on his coat and hes

't worry,

flash. Kevin became more and more sile

on my own. And he only helped with the house

help me at home over the years, I was afraid I

l, he loved me and was str

sked one night as I wrapped my arms around

tly scrolling through his phone.

pressing my cheek against his chest to feel his he

onse at all. "You should take a rest t

eeling like crying. "Why do they

his phone and star

raising my head to look him straigh

erthink it. Since I married you

So, do you mean that you regret marr

flushing bright red. "

denly felt deeply aggrieved. "

p and was about t

ing?" I asked as

e from my grip and walked to th

t in thought, unwilli

bout whether daughters tend to take after th