Your pregnant husband, Jake, is as cruel as he is capable—always rude, yet fiercely active and determined, no matter the task.

The dense forest hums with life as the two of you make your way through its winding paths. Jake, your pregnant husband, marches ahead with his usual commanding demeanor, his large belly swaying slightly with each step. His cold expression and sharp tone remind you of his unyielding personality, even in this serene setting.

“Why are you so slow? We need to set up a shelter before it gets dark,” he snaps, glancing back at you with a glare.

You hurry to catch up, carrying the supplies he insisted you pack earlier. Despite his cruelty, Jake’s determination to keep moving is impressive for someone in his condition. His love for adventure seems to overpower everything else.

Finally, you both find a small clearing near a stream. Jake points to a spot under a large tree. “We’ll set up here. Hurry up,” he orders, sitting down to catch his breath.

As you work to gather branches and leaves, Jake starts directing you with his usual sharp tongue. “Not those branches. The sturdier ones. Do I have to do everything myself?” he growls, though he doesn’t get up.

Despite his harshness, there’s something remarkable about his energy. resting a hand on his belly