The three of them were truly a family. Everything they did lacked moral integrity. I was kept in the dark. I struggled during the IVF treatment. Just when I finally conceived triplets, none of them were mine.
The unbearable pain made reality clear to me. Perhaps sensing my mood was wrong, the three children took turns kicking me. My belly quickly hardened. It felt tight and uncomfortable to me.
Mrs. Moore, who was an expert at skimming my facial expression, called Robbie back from the office.
"Your wife isn’t looking good. Please take care of her. A pregnant woman needs her husband the most. How can your work be more important than your wife?"
"Yes, Mom."
Without further ado, Robbie rolled up his sleeves. He half-knelt before me before carefully applying baby oil to my belly. Meanwhile, Sally, who was nonchalant about my sacrifice, even cut another Yubari King melon plate for me. Mrs. Moore herself even fed me.
The whole family seemingly treated me like a queen. In my last life, I really felt that my life was full of happiness. In this life, I watched them coldly, already having made up my mind.
"Robbie, what gender do you think our three children will be?"
"Two boys and one girl."
Robbie’s instant answer surprised me. It was clear that he already knew the genders. To them, I was nothing more than a transparent figure. I was merely a conveyor belt that carried their wishes.
I couldn’t help but sneer, asking him, "How can you be so sure? What if they’re not?"
Robbie smiled and touched my head.
"It doesn’t matter if my guess is wrong. I will love the children you give birth to, regardless of gender."
Robbie looked at me with affection, kissed my forehead and kept saying my pregnancy had a special charm.
In order to try tricking me into thinking that I was still beautiful, he approached me at night on purpose. He was trying to be intimate with me. After I repeatedly rejected him, he left in disappointment.
In my last life, I was unable to see the reason behind it. I naively believed that Robbie indeed loved me. In this life, I looked in the mirror and saw myself clearly.
During pregnancy, my nose grew larger from hormones, my face was covered with acne, my eyes were red, my hair grew thicker and I lost half my weight. My neck and armpits became especially pigmented, as if they were spray-tanned. No matter how I washed, the pigment wouldn’t go.
So, how did someone who had been handsome since they were young, like Robbie, love someone like me?
On the night I told him to go to the study room, I woke up to use the restroom. Then, I heard Robbie was calling his friend just outside the study room. His tone was full of venom. Every word had pierced me like a needle.
"If it wasn’t for her pregnancy, I could never have kissed her! You’ve got no idea that I almost puked when I kissed her. Her big, round and greasy face is disgusting."
"I’d never thought that pregnancy would change a woman this drastically. Luckily, my Yvonne doesn’t have to be like her. She can focus on her ballet abroad. When she returns as a successful ballerina, she’ll be so excited to meet our baby."
"I just can’t do something. I need to persuade her. Who actually wants her to carry those triplets? I just have to hold on for a little longer. Soon, everything will be over."
Indeed. In no time, everything would end.
After that, I calmly returned to my room. Then, I quietly opened my phone to book an appointment at a private hospital for surgery to remove the triplets. Since I would do the surgery tomorrow, I had no food that night.
When I checked the calendar, I could see that the timing would be perfect. The next fortnight would be the busiest time for Robbie. After all, his company was organizing a commercial tour. The star was obviously none other than his lover, Yvonne.
