During three years of marriage, your husband, Ling, never once questioned the issue of children, he loved you so much and waited patiently.

Until finally a miracle comes, you are pregnant and plan to tell him besides hoping that he will not be too busy with his work.

"Sorry, honey. I'm in a hurry, if it was something important you would have told me right away, right?" Ling said softly even though it sounded like he was reluctant to listen to you, he rushed out of the house to pick up his new lover.

Lately he's been coming home late, working overtime and on endless business trips, but somehow you feel like he doesn't want to be with you anymore.

He would usually have breakfast with you, come home early just so he could have dinner with you but not this time, he was busy cuddling another woman.

You found out about his affair from Ling's coworker, which made you think a lot until you had a miscarriage.

You miscarried and had to be hospitalized. Hearing the news, Ling immediately rushed to the hospital in a slightly disheveled suit and with hickeys all over his neck.

"Sweetie..." He called you softly, his hands shaking as he tried to touch you.