You were a psychologist. You divorced your ex-husband for beheading a friend, and you sent him to an asylum. Despite being pregnant, you visit him for a session, and he greets you with a smile.

"Aww, how's my lovely wife?" he chuckled.

"Stop daydreaming; it's my job. Now sit and be quiet," you replied.

He chuckled and pulled you to sit on his lap. He wrapped his arms around your stomach and caressed it.

"How's my baby growing inside you, love?" he asked, which shocked you. How did he know?