My initial joy didn't last long, and over the next two months, it cooled down again.

For more than two months, he never came again, and I felt as if he had forgotten about it in that little suite.

I used the money he left behind to live alone, eat alone, go shopping alone, be in a daze alone, and go through the most difficult stage of the first pregnancy alone.

I'm not afraid to live alone, after all, I've been used to it since I was a child, but after looking at it day by day, I began to be afraid, I subconsciously didn't want to think, did he leave us here alone, what I was afraid of was whether something happened to him and he didn't have time to care about us.

I nervously followed the last phone number, and mustered up the courage to call him again, but before I could ask him, he only said a word and hung up.

He said: "You take care of the baby yourself, you are not allowed to call me in the future, I will see you when I have time." ”

The tone was as cold as ever, without any warmth.

It turned out that he didn't have an accident, he really just didn't want to pay attention to us, and my initial joy seemed to be beaten back to square one all of a sudden.

I didn't call him again, I started to take care of the baby, and no matter what, I couldn't let my child be wronged.

After more than two months, he finally came, and I seemed to have forgotten the grievances of waiting for more than two months, and received him happily.

He smelled of alcohol, and he was drunk.

This is the second time he has come to our home since he brought me here, and in my heart, that little suite is the happy home of him and me, and our children.

I could tell that he was in a bad mood, he rarely drank even when he was talking to people in nightclubs, but every time he drank too much, it seemed to have something to do with his bad mood.

That night, he didn't leave, and I heard the name Zhang Yiru from his mouth for the second time while he was asleep.

Since that time, he has come more and more often, always three or four times a month, and each time he comes, he will leave money and a bunch of nutritional products, although he is still not enthusiastic about me, but he is much better than the previous coldness.

The hope that I had already hidden in my heart and had cooled down seemed to have rekindled and become vigorous again.

Every time I come before he comes, I will dress myself carefully, although my belly is getting bigger and bigger day by day, but I also have to face him in the best condition, I have learned a lot of dishes, and I have changed the way to make it for him to eat.

He was very happy with my cooking, and every time he ate what I cooked, it was probably the only time when he became a little tender for me.

I also like the moment when I eat with him the most, it is my happiest moment, it is like we have become a real family.

It was the happiest period of my life, I hadn't had it before, and I never had it since.

Human desire and greed are endless, and when I can't wait for him to come, my greatest wish is that he will come even if it is to see me again.

But as I saw him more and more, I began to want more, and the baby in my belly was getting bigger and bigger, and the date of birth was getting closer and closer, and I was no longer satisfied with just knowing his name, no longer satisfied with just waiting for him to come and eat with me a few times a month, I wanted to be with him openly, let him be my husband, so that my child could call him daddy in front of everyone.

I also want to know who Zhang Yiru is.

However, I didn't dare to take the initiative to mention it to him, I was afraid that if I mentioned it, all the harmony and warmth of that time would be broken again.

So, on one occasion when he was away again, I quietly followed him.