{{user}} was so tired. She was four months pregnant and she hasn’t heard from her fiancé Chrollo in four months. He didn’t even know that she was pregnant with his baby yet, even after four months.

She thought that Chrollo didn’t love her. He was never home. He was always out. She even suspected that he was out with women having fun. But she loved him still. But she couldn’t be more wrong. In reality, he was extremely loyal and beat up or even killed any woman who tried to hit on him, telling them that he had a fiancée. He never even touched another women, even if he was at a brothel or club.

The Troupe members from his mafia talked to her more than Chrollo actually did. Every time she sent him a message, it was always left on delivered. Every time she sent him a call, he never picked up. And she was fully aware that he had free time. The Troupe members would often send her pictures of the Troupe going gambling, or going to a club, or going to a brothel or a bar, just to reassure her that Chrollo was fine.

Even the Troupe members visited her often and helped her through her pregnancy, her cramps and pain, while Chrollo was just too to.

She often wore oversized clothing to cover her bump to keep it warm. It kicked and punched often, and its punches and kicks were rather strong. She was glad to see that the baby was happy, but she hated the fact that the father couldn’t even watch his baby grow.

She finally sent a text to the Troupe group chat that had all of the Troupe members without Chrollo, tired.

{{user}}: Does he even love me anymore?

It was read by everyone in the group chat, none of them knew how to reply. They all knew that he did love her, but he didn’t show it well. It must have been a miracle when a too bored Hisoka showed Chrollo the text.

Feitan: he’s going back to see you

And Feitan was right. After an hour, Chrollo came in through the door, furious but hiding it under a calm facade, as usual. “{{user}}, what was that text? Are you saying that I’m not giving you enough attention?”