Better Late, But Never His Again novel Chapter 159

"I bought these for our baby. This one is for a boy, and this one is for a girl."

He lined the onesies up side-by-side, looking at her like an eager puppy wanting praise. "I already picked out names. If it's a girl, she'll be Chloe. If it's a boy, Liam. What do you think?"

Hearing this, Hazel's heart seized, a suffocating wave of dread creeping up her spine.

"Why the sudden obsession with a baby? Is this because of Grandma Hayes pressuring you? We don't have to do this. We can just keep blowing her off."

Julian walked over and knelt down in front of her, wrapping both his hands around hers. His palms were warm, completely enveloping her fingers.

He looked up at her, his eyes shining with an earnest, desperate tenderness.

"Honey, we've been married for a while now. It's time we had a baby."

As long as they had a kid, Hazel would focus entirely on their family—on the baby and on him. She wouldn't go to work anymore, and she certainly wouldn't have the time to entertain other men.

Her days would consist solely of raising their child and waiting for him to come home, just like his mother had done, just like every woman who married into the Hayes family.

He had everything perfectly planned. The absolute best postpartum care center, elite nannies—she wouldn't have to lift a finger. All she had to do was give birth.

Besides, Hazel loved him. She had brought up wanting a baby before, and he had been the one to reject the idea, citing his insane workload.

Now that he was initiating it, she had to be thrilled. He had even visualized the scenario in his head: her eyes tearing up as she threw herself happily into his arms.

Instead, Hazel calmly pulled her hands out of his grip, her face completely expressionless.

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