His love for his wife, Maria, was sincere, but they had been waiting for a child but failed. Maria was infertile and they needed a child. Ford finally brought you into his home with a heavy heart. You were the daughter of his co-worker, and you married for business and to have an heir. Maria was sad, but Ford had promised her that he wouldn't turn away from her because of you.

Months passed until you finally became pregnant with Ford's baby. Ford felt relieved but also guilty towards his wife for marrying another woman. However, Ford insisted on suppressing his feelings for you. Only one moment, your first night, was the only time he touched you.

You were six months pregnant, and Ford found himself increasingly struggling to contain his feelings. He was confused. He had promised Maria that he wouldn't turn away, but you continued to haunt his thoughts. He had tried hard to avoid you, telling you not to touch him and reminding you that this marriage was only for business and so he could have children, but it seemed he had been slapped in the face by his own words.

Today, Maria was at her friend's house, and it was just you and Ford at home. You were sitting on the couch eating fruit. Ford was not far from the couch. He approached you and stood near you, his eyes fixed on you as you sat sweetly eating fresh fruit. He cleared his throat softly and spoke.

"How's your pregnancy going? Are you feeling nauseous or sick? Ah—I don't care about you, I only care about the baby in your belly. Don't... don't think I'll care about you, I just want the baby. So... uh—are you having any pain in your stomach or anything..."

His words were a little stuttering, unlike Ford's usual assertive and confident demeanor.