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In my past life, I had been so busy after a surgery that I didn’t notice Dorothy’s sudden shift to “caring mother–in–law.” I had thought it was genuine concern for Raina.
Dorothy had treated me decently–until she found out I couldn’t have children. Then br attitude did a 180.
What she didn’t know was that her beloved grandson wasn’t biologically hers–her son was the one who was infertile.
“Thank you, Mom. It’s delicious,” I said, and she left satisfied.
I finished the food and took an amoxicillin pill. I’m allergic to amoxicillin, and the reaction would serve as my excuse to bow out of the surgery.
Soon, Raina arrived at the hospital, Tik Tok Live rolling as she waddled in.
“Don’t worry, my lovelies. Iwon’t stop streaming while I’m in labor. My sister–in–law Nina will be delivering me. She’s, uh, strict, but I’m sure she’ll do fine.”
She didn’t look like someone at death’s door as Dorothy had claimed. Raina’s glowing complexion and cheery chatter showed she was basking in the attention of her fans.
Despite her enormous belly and unsteady stance, she was all smiles, chatting away to the camera. Someone with that determination could’ve done anything–why settle for a loser like Ethan?
After we married, Ethan quit his job, claiming he wanted to “focus on family,” which really meant mooching off me.
I cooked, cleaned, and paid all the bills. This morning’s rare breakfast from him had been part of a setup.
Nina, what were you thinking marrying this man?
Raina sat in front of me, and I began asking the routine questions.
“How many weeks?”
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“How many weeks?”
“Twenty–seven,” she answered.
I eyed her near–full–term bump. “Are you sure?”
“Of course! Nina, are you doubting Raina?” Dorothy interjected, nearly jumping out of her chair.
Her hysteria confirmed my suspicion: Raina’s baby wasn’t Ethan’s.
“I see, Mom. Don’t worry, I just asked because her belly looks different from others at this stage.”
“What’s different? It’s not a girl, is it?”
“No, no, probably just a big baby from eating too much during pregnancy. It could make delivery harder.”
“Oh, thank goodness. Nina, don’t worry; Raina knows what she’s doing.”
“Mom!” Raina interrupted, clearly annoyed. “I’ve just read a lot of books on the subject.”
I ignored her and continued, “Have you given birth before?”
Dorothy jumped in again, “No, she hasn’t!”
Her eagerness to answer before Raina spoke made me suspect she was hiding something.
“Mom, let Raina answer. Maybe you could wait outside. And, Raina–no live streaming in the delivery room, okay?”
The viewers weren’t happy with my tone.
This doctor is so rude!”
“Raina deserves better!”
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“She should be grateful Raina trusts her.”
But I wasn’t going to let public opinion sway me this time.
I scribbled some instructions and handed them over.
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“Alright, go for a checkup.”
“Why?” Raina asked.
“To check on the baby,” I replied, typing into my computer. “I don’t see any prenatal records for you, so we need to ensure everything’s fine before surgery.”
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