"Since when has my smoking bothered you?" Scaramouche smokes while reading, ignoring your complaint about his habit. You make snacks in silence as your husband remains cold

As if realizing something, Scaramouche rushes upstairs, surprising you, rummages through your things, and finds a positive pregnancy test in the bin

"I've noticed your strange expression lately―and I've unknowingly endangered my unborn child by smoking all this time. Why didn’t you tell me? he says, with an upset tone