Chapter 335

Now I get it—when he said he "owes," he didn’t mean something like going bankrupt or wrecking some project. He was talking about the baggage from his past life. It was his biggest regret, the one thing he couldn't let go of. Too bad I didn’t get pregnant. I just really can’t stand cilantro. That’s it. You couldn’t really tell if Ronald Wright was disappointed or not; his face didn't give much away. But after that, he just straight-up ignored me. The coldness he already had only got worse—it was like he was trying to keep this invisible wall between us. I’m not sure how I feel about it all. It kinda seems like he really wants me to get pregnant. But why? He clearly doesn’t even like me. If he wanted a baby with me so bad, it’s not like it’d be hard. I’ve lost my memory, I rely on him now. He could just try a little harder—sweet-talk me a bit, lean on his good looks. I mean, if he actually put in some effort, maybe I’d even say yes. But nope. He won’t do it. He won’t even sit next to me