2 It is just spit!

'Viv' she never called him that before. Looking at cute kitten attached to his body Viv stood still like a statue 'Don't know which action may cause her irritability and she would leave his arms; though he was ashamed to be enjoying her cry'

"Pu_" This time she really did throw up this time.

He wiped her mouth with his fingertips, giving her water.

"Stop! It's yucky" Ira protested.

"It is just spit." Viv said.

"And some pizza I ate in the evening, " she smiled smugly.

Looking at her prideful smile with tear-filled eyes like a pitiful but fierce kitten, the man curved his lips slightly.

"What are you laughing at? Why do only females get pregnant?"

Pursing his lips tightly to prevent himself from laughing out, Viv sweetly added: "You are a right doll. I totally agree you see I'm a feminist"

"I'm not a doll, a puppet or a plaything and you call yourself a feminist Pei_."

"Um, Yes, your majesty" he nodded

Even though she smiled, sarcastically she thought 'In last life, I was a strong-headed feminist. I wanted to redefine "being a woman". Only wished for a successful career, even at the cost of my child and my family, but realized much later that "being a wife and mother" are hallmarks of womanhood' Being selfless and caring is in the blood and bones of a woman. If she neglects any of her roles in life: A mother, A wife, A daughter, A sister what remains is guilt and self-blame.'

Sleeping peacefully in his embrace, Ira stared at Viv: 'The cold, vicious and aloof businesswomen Ira and the warm and gentle Viv. Where do they match?'

Yet God has given her the opportunity to love this man.

Love!! The previous her did not even respect this man rather despised him.

Ira, being a year older and more successful than him, held contempt towards the Man. She always thought of her and Vivan relationship like 'A Toad wishing to eat Swan meat' And yet even though they were divorced in her worst times he helped her in shadows.

She touched his face seeming to feel the warmth touching his perfect jawline, pointed nose, sharp eyebrows, and his lips. Handsome and attractive! His arms felt protective!

Four years of marriage. Was she blind last lifetime?

'You're mine this life' she thought and hid her head in his chest embarrassed.

However, what she never imagined was Viv never slept. As her breathing stabilized, he opened his eyes. Viv had mist in his eyes. He never imagined a day of cuddling Ira and her gentle fingertips, feeling his face. This gesture made him feel as of it is a dream, surreal.

There was a time when they both had different bedrooms. Even though it has been a year sleeping together, he knew it was because his father in law pressured Ira for a child He touched her tummy and thought 'Ira it seems you have accepted us, Me and the Baby!'

Daybreak, she stretched her hands to find Viv when her hands felt empty. She opened her eyes in expectations of Viv habitual warm eyes but what greeted her was cold eyes:

"You wanted to abort my child"