So, I took matters into my own hands, using his sperm to undergo IVF.
Thankfully, it worked.
I got pregnant and gave birth.
Now, I was finally on the brink of freedom.
Not long after my mother-in-law's call, Sean stormed into the hospital room, his face cold as ice.
The nurse told him, "It's a boy."
Sean's face flickered with shock. He quickly recovered and said, "Please arrange a paternity test as soon as possible."
His words struck like a slap in the air.
My mother-in-law, who had just returned from a phone call, heard it clearly. Her face darkened with fury.
"Sean! Your wife just gave birth to your child, and this is how you treat her? Are you even human?"
Afraid of truly angering his mother, he backtracked awkwardly. "I was just joking."
I heard everything.
But I didn’t get angry.
Why would I? I’d known all along that he doubted the child was his.
Even though I’d explained several times that I used his sperm for IVF, he never believed me.
Eventually, I stopped bothering to convince him.
My mother-in-law ushered him into the room before leaving us alone.
He stood at a distance, not bothering to approach me as though I were a stranger. I also did not care.
The silence in the room was thick and oppressive.
After a long pause, he finally opened his mouth, and the words he said were still not favorable. "You wanted this child. Don’t expect me to help raise it."
As he said this, he watched my expression, trying to see something on my face.
I smiled faintly. "Mom’s already hired a top-tier nanny. The child will be well taken care of."
His brows furrowed, clearly displeased. "Don’t think you can use this baby to tie me down. I won’t—"
"It’s fine," I interrupted calmly. "Do whatever you want. Mom will handle the child. You won't be bothered."
My response seemed to catch him off guard. He pressed his lips into a thin line, momentarily silent.
I knew why he was surprised.
When we first got married, I had told him that if we ever had a child, I wanted to give them a complete, loving family — something I never had growing up.
But now?
I no longer had any expectations of him.
He opened his mouth to say something else, but his phone buzzed.
Glancing at the screen, he hesitated briefly before stepping out to answer it.
Even inside the room, I could hear the sugary voice on the other end.