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Nina felt like she had walked to the gates of hell and scared herself awake. It was unbelievable, like a dream.

As she tried to make sense of everything, the door opened again, and Nash walked in. He was dressed in a suit, tall and imposing, with chiseled features and deep eyes.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Are you feeling any discomfort?" Nash asked calmly.

Nina, excited, got out of bed again. "I'm fine. Have you seen our baby? The nurse said he's in an incubator, but I haven't been allowed to see him yet."

Nash noticed she was barefoot and silently walked over, placing slippers in front of her. "I've seen him. He's very cute. His eyes look like yours, his nose like mine. He's quite lively, crying and fussing a lot. I think he'll be a mischievous boy."

As he spoke, Nina began to imagine their child. A smile played on her lips as she slipped on the slippers. "Really? A mischievous boy sounds good. He won't get bullied, but we must educate him well so he doesn't go astray."

"Yes, I understand," Nash said, wrapping a blanket around her. "You've just had a baby, and you need to rest. It's best not to go outside where it's windy. They say new mothers should avoid too much exposure to the wind and cold to stay healthy."

"I've read about that," Nina said, recalling her preparations. "I'll take good care of myself this month so I can hold our baby soon." Every sentence she spoke revolved around the baby. Nash helped her dress and said, "I've arranged for a special diet for you. The helper will bring it soon. Make sure you eat well."

"Okay."

Nina looked up at Nash, remembering the conflicts they had. Since the baby's birth, she had deliberately avoided those issues.

As long as they did not talk about them, everything seemed peaceful, as if nothing had happened. Nash seemed to be avoiding the topic as well.

Nina was waiting for Nash to offer an explanation. If he clarified things, the barrier in her heart would disappear. But Nash said nothing.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Nina asked.

Nash responded, "Like what?"

Nina pressed her lips together. "You seem like a different person lately. I don't ask, and you don't tell. But you know, I'm compromising for the sake of our child. If we're going to maintain this marriage, shouldn't you be more honest? Not just for me, but for the baby. You need to learn to be a good father. Don't you think so?"

She was giving them a chance. Even if he showed a bit of emotion, she could let go of the past.

As a woman and a mother, she believed he had not done anything so unforgivable that they needed to separate. She also believed he could be a good father. This was her hope for him.

Nash sat on the edge of the bed, looking up at her with deep, searching eyes. "If I have really changed, can you accept that? If I end up hurting you, or even the baby, do you think I can still be a good father?"

Nina couldn't understand and felt her heart tighten with anxiety. "What do you mean? The baby came unexpectedly, and I didn't tell you. Have you not accepted it yet? Don't you want to be a good father? Do you feel like I've forced this on you?"

"No," Nash denied.

Nina breathed a sigh of relief. "Then why?"