Chapter 6

Now finally free from abstinence, I lean on Elio's shoulder and drink heavily until I pass out.

The next day after sobering up, I open my laptop.

During these three years of trying to conceive, I've lost the stable job I once had.

Dashiell always says, "Our family is so wealthy, you should just be a rich housewife at home. Why bother with a career?"

"You have it good but insist on making things hard for yourself."

I had originally been determined not to let family squeeze out space for my career.

But after failing to get pregnant for so long, I finally listened to everyone's advice, quit my job, and stayed home to focus on getting pregnant.

Thinking about all this now, I find it laughable.

I followed the Stratton family's every word, while Dashiell was busy drugging me.

Who wouldn't call me pitiful after hearing this?

I focus on updating my resume and submitting it to major job recruiting websites.

But I happen to see news Dashiell posted on an American news site.