Though it was she who wanted to be a model and we had a huge argument about it.

It was she who lost the child, after all.

I wondered, if she would be able to accept her child's death as soon as she woke up.

"Water ...."

No long after, Heidi opened her eyes in a daze.

I quickly handed her the water with the straw and as she took two sips, I was about to talk about the child when she spoke first.

"How's Kilian's painting? Did my fainting delay his progress?"

My eyes widened in shock, couldn't believe it.

"The first thing you ask when you wake up is about Kilian's painting? Where's our baby, don't you care at all?"

She closed her eyes exhausted, her voice cold and indifferent.

"Why worry? Leave it to fate. Only the fittest survive. Losing him proves it wasn't meant to be ours."

I forze and for a moment, I felt incredibly ridiculous for trying to comfort her.

But her, ignored me, simply grabbed the phone next to her pillow and called Kilian right there and then.

The call connected and her voice changed from cold to gentle.

"Kilian, I'm sorry, I fainted. Have you finished your painting? Still need me to go?"

I still had good ears to hear Kilian on the other end of the phone hesitate for a long time before saying.

"I did, but I still have other scenes. If I don't finish it today, I won't be able to make it to the exhibition ...."

I felt furious, reached out and snatched my wife's phone, hanging up and demanding a question.

"Heidi! Our baby is gone, gone! You woke up and asked about thay guy's broken painting? Do you even care about me or our family!"

Her ears buzzed from my vibration and just as she was about to speak, I interrupted her.

"You called him and did he even bother to show any concern for you! He didn't even come and visit you in the hospital when you fainted!"

She propped herself up on the bed, her face brimming with impatience.

"Ronan, you know nothing. Kilian is an artist and is about to hold an exhibition. He can't let me delay his progress!"

"Our relation doesn't need all that hypocrisy. He definitely cares about me, too! I can't hold him back!"

I just found her stubbornness absurd.

"Really? So that's why you're becoming a nude model?"

Heidi's face showed an obvious impatience.

"How many times do I need to tell you? The theme of his painting is living in harmony with nature, the only way to reflect the closeness to nature."