"Stop rolling your eyes at me" he says as he slows down at the stop light. Sticking my middle finger up at him with a fake smile he chuckled showing his perfectly white pearly teeth.
"You know I would stick mine up at you back but, I would prefer...
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8:30 am March 7
"Babe no offense but I will not let you name our daughter Dior... I mean.." I tell him as I take out the baking sheet from the oven with the croissant, ham,cheese and scrambled egg sandwiches.
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"Why not I mean it's cute... it sounds luxurious and she is a luxury baby indeed" he tells me.
"No and that's finally" I say sternly, plating his breakfast. "Do you want lettuce in it or not?" I asked, sliding the plates across the counter to him. He didn't answer, he was pissed.
"Remember Aden will be here to keep you company" he says pissed. "I told you I am fine by myself. I have been doing this since I turned 19" I told him. "But it's not just yourself now is it, you have my child with you, please remember" he says, making me offended.
I just ignored him and started washing the dishes.
You see I have entered my third trimester since last week and as I told him, I would be taking my maternity leave around this time so now he has been sending either Aden or Jaden over to keep me company when I honestly don't need any.
I mean I have been on my own since age 19.
He is being so overprotective, like I literally have bodyguards at every corner of the house.
I am used to having bodyguards at the gate but, at every inch outside the house is a bit too far, I mean if I open the curtains, I am greeted with a bodyguard's. Can't even walk around naked any more in my own house.
Closing the dishwasher, I picked up Alexa's water bowl and gave her some water alongside some finely chopped goat meat I had defrosted for her in the other bowl. "There you go my love" I cooed to her as she ate.
"So why can't you cheer me on as I eat too huh?" asked a jealous Liam. "Good boy Liam, you're eating so well" I cheered him on with annoyance and a fake smile covering it. "Should I pat you on the head too?" I asked him and he just chuckled finishing his first sandwich.
"No am good...can you pack my second sandwich to go please..I am late" he said, coming off a bit too strong. Why does he act like this? "Ok" I say, grabbing some foil paper to wrap his sandwich in. He is always late when we have a disagreement, and when we are on good terms, he is never too late. Shake my head.
