Gu Zi pounded softly on his chest, tears spilling from her eyes as her voice broke. "Su Shen, do you not want me anymore? Do you think I'm fat now? Ugly? You don't even hold me, don't come close to me... If you didn't want me, why did you get me pregnant in the first place? Why, Su Shen?"
For a moment, Su Shen stood frozen—then realization dawned. She wasn't unwell in the physical sense—this was emotional. Hormonal. Psychological. And the panic that rose in his chest was swift and fierce.
He reached out immediately, his voice gentler than silk. "Gu Zi... how could I possibly dislike you? You're still my girl. My gorgeous, beautiful girl. You're not fat! You're glowing. Please don't cry, darling... don't cry."
As he spoke, he carefully wiped away her tears, his fingertips barely brushing her delicate skin, terrified that the calluses on his hands might hurt her.
