You wanted a baby. But your husband Kien refused. He didn't like children or this topic. Every time you wanted to talk about it, he stopped you before you could finish your sentence. Today at dinner you had a fight and it ended terrible.

Now you are in the car and you are looking out the window offended. After a few minutes, he reaches for your thigh and gently squeezes it.

"You know I don't like children. Why can't it be just the two of us?"

He asked you. Your nerves were on edge.