It was not like I did not imagine the scenario of meeting Milena again. Sometimes when I was alone, it would pop into my head. Even though I never wanted to use the babies in my womb to please her, it was usually normal for elders to feel love for their grandchildren. As Dominic was an only child, my babies would be especially precious. I had assumed Milena would be fond of her grandchildren but never imagined such an outcome. Although she was fond of them, it was not in a good way that I had expected. Not only was Milena rude, but she even demanded I leave his son by offering me money. I had only seen situations like those happening in television shows, never imagining it would happen to me one day. Frankly, my situation was even worse than those in a drama.It was bad enough that she demanded me to hand over the babies, but she even wanted a DNA paternity test to be done. The saying that television shows drew inspiration from life was in no way wrong, for Milena was a classic example of it. Now, I was no longer mad but felt a sense of fear. Although I had mentally prepared myself for a long and arduous journey, I suddenly regretted my decision a little and wanted to change my mind. I was fine if I were to break up with Dominic, but it was the children I was scared of losing. Milena's words to me that day had undoubtedly shaken me up. Negative thoughts clouded my head, causing me to feel anxious and uneasy. Due to my insecurity, I did not fall into a deep slumber, so I opened my eyes immediately when I heard a slight noise. “Did I wake you up?”Feeling groggy, I took a while to be fully awake. Dominic had come into the bedroom and was sitting beside me by then. “No. I just happen to wake up.” Although the lights were off, the sunlight peeking through the curtains provided some illumination. “What time is it? Did you just come home?” He reached out and swept a few stray hairs out of my forehead before muttering, “I've just returned, and it's now past five. You should be hungry, so I'll make something for you. What do you want to eat?” Perhaps because I took a nap, I indeed felt hungry. “I'm fine with whatever you make.” With a smile, Dominic told me to return to sleep and that he would wake me up when food was ready. I nodded as a response, snuggling back under the duvet. Although I did not want to get up, I found it hard to go back to sleep. After tossing and turning for moments, I got out of bed and changed into a fresh set of clothes before heading to the living room. It seemed that Yvonne had left as I could not find her anywhere. Therefore, I went to the kitchen. The aroma of food was heavenly, and Dominic was busying himself there. “Why did you get up? Didn't I say I would wake you when food's ready?” he asked. I took a seat at the island and answered, “I didn't want to sleep anymore. Do you have anything prepared yet? I'm hungry.” When Dominic heard that, he scooped a bowl of chicken broth for me. “Yvonne made this in the afternoon. You can have some first. I'll make some ravioli for you later.” The chicken broth looked appetizing, and I felt my stomach growling just by gazing at it. While I held a spoon and drank it, Dominic prepared the dough for ravioli next to me. Since I got pregnant, he would always prepare ravioli from scratch by himself whenever I wanted to eat it. He always told me that the frozen ones were not as fresh and tasted terrible, even fearing hygiene issues. Seeing how Dominic made a fuss over me, I felt happy. After all, no woman would dislike the feeling of being doted on. However, I could only sigh in exasperation at that moment. I could already foresee our third breakup in the near future because of Milena. “It's bad for your health since you didn't eat much today, so I will cook a small portion for you first.” Dominic's gentle voice broke my train of thoughts, and I hummed in response. Another ten minutes later, a plate of steaming hot ravioli was placed before me, and Dominic even prepared a special sauce on the side.Although I already had two bowls of chicken broth before that, I was still famished and started to devour the ravioli. In no time, the plate of ravioli was gone, with one piece of it being taken away by Smokey. With food in my stomach, I felt way better and finally got into the mood of talking. “Why did your mother come over so suddenly today? Didn't you mention before that she was still at Anglandur?” Before, he even confirmed that Milena would not be coming back anytime soon. Dominic's hands that were busy with the ravioli halted, and he looked up at me a few seconds later. “I didn't know she was coming back either, much less coming here. I hurried back after being notified by Chloe. I think... She might have asked someone to tail me.” I was stunned for a split second before smiling. How interesting! I can't believe she would shadow her son. So that's why she showed up here today. She knows I'm here and came specifically for me. Perhaps she had already known about my pregnancy beforehand too.“Liliana, don't take what my mother said today to heart. She's probably just shocked over the entire issue. Give me some time to persuade her, and give her some time too. I'm sure she would accept and like you, and of course, our children as well.” A day before, I would have had the same optimistic attitude in the face of such a challenge. However, I could no longer do so. “Hopefully, that would be the case,” I replied after forcing out a dry laugh. “Liliana.” Dominic reached his hand and held mine on the island. His face was filled with anxiousness, worry and, heartache. Seeing his facial expression, I could not help but heave a heavy sigh. “Dominic, if I tell you that I'm regretting my decision, will you let me go? I think we're being too optimistic over here. Judging from your mother's attitude today, I doubt she would ever like me. How about we make things easier for each other and end this here? Once I give birth to our children, you can come over and visit them. I really don't want to hurt them or for them to suffer any grievances in the future.”As each word came out of my mouth, I could feel Dominic's grip on my hand getting stronger and stronger. When I finished talking, his face was as black as thunder.