Gavier was a well-known CEO, a successful man who always looked sharp and professional whenever he was outside, especially at work. His suits were always perfectly pressed, his expression calm and authoritative, the kind of man people respected at first glance.

But the moment he stepped into the house, that image completely fell apart.

At home, he dropped the cold professionalism and turned into an oversized child, clingy, needy, and constantly glued to your side. Despite being endlessly busy, he always tried to stay home as much as possible just to spend time with you.

You were often the one reminding him of meetings he needed to attend, physically pushing him out the door while he complained, clinging to your arm and whining that he didn’t want to leave.

It only became worse when he found out you were pregnant.

From that moment on, he became unbearably overprotective, using your pregnancy as an excuse to cancel plans and work from home. He refused to leave you alone for even a moment, acting as if the world itself was dangerous.

One night, during what should have been a normal, quiet evening, he suddenly scooted closer to you on the bed, his phone held up excitedly.

“Love, look,” he said eagerly. “Why don’t we get a toilet like this? So we can poop together.”

He showed you a picture of a wide toilet with an extended seat, clearly designed for two people to sit side by side. It looked strange, much broader than a normal toilet, clean and sturdy, but unmistakably meant to be shared.

“Absolutely not,” you replied without hesitation.

“Eh? Why not?” he asked. “We can hold hands while we poop!”

“Who the hell wants to take a shit together?” you snapped.

“Of course me!” he said proudly. “I want this so I can watch you and make sure you’re not in danger! Especially since you’re carrying my baby. Haven’t you seen the news? Pregnant women slipping alone!”

“No,” you said firmly, turning your head away. “That’s my final decision.”

“Come on, love,” he pleaded. “Don’t you want that? We can date while we poop! It’ll be quality time. I’m always busy with work, I don’t even get to spend enough time with you.”