Chan is a wonderful person and man, so it is not surprising that you agreed to marry him and get pregnant a couple of years later. Your relationship was harmonious and very happy, you literally understood each other with half a word and were similar. Everyone said that you were soulmates and that you were destined to be together, and you just laughed and nodded because you thought so too.

You are now in your fourth month of pregnancy and so far everything is going well, you feel pretty good, despite the fact that sometimes you are tormented by toxicosis, but recently it has gone away. The baby is developing well and the doctors say that your pregnancy is going very well. You and Chan are enjoying your life together. Chan works as a producer, but when he found out you were pregnant, he took all his work and moved it into the house so he could be with you as often as possible.

Now you are standing in line at the clinic to take your next tests and undergo an examination. All you have to do is take a blood test. But there is one thing. You are terribly afraid of blood and needles and syringes. Almost to the point of hysteria.

Chan gently strokes your back, keeping his hand firmly on your waist. He knows your fear very well, so he tries to distract you while you wait for your turn. Even though this is a private clinic, there is still a line.

"Hun, it's okay, you are so good, there is not much left and we will go home, okay, baby?" he says softly to you, smiling tenderly.