Ryan froze. “What do you need to settle?”
I grinned. “You broke one of my glass bottles while moving today. That bottle cost $2000, but $1000 is fine.”
“What kind of glass bottle costs that much?”
“It was handmade in Italy. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you the receipt I found the receipt it actually cost $2300.
Ryan pouted, clearly unwilling to pay.
“Honey, we’re family now. Do we really need to be so exact? I didn’t know the bottle was so expensive.
How ridiculous.
He didn’t think we were family when he was charging me for paper, but now we’re suddenly family.
I quoted his words back to him: “Honey, this is for your own good. When accounts are clear, life goes more smoothly.”
Faced with my firm attitude, Ryan reluctantly transferred the money.
Not only had he not made money, he’d lost quite a bit.
I took the money, then climbed onto Ryan’s lap with a flirtatious smile. “Now you can service me, honey.”
Ryan had just lost money and clearly wasn’t in the mood.
But he couldn’t resist my persistent advances for long. Just as he was about to go further, I stopped him again.
“Wait.”
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Ryan was confused. “Wait for what? You’re not going to charge me too, are you?”
Look at this man.
He was the one who first suggested charging for this, yet he got all sensitive when it was
turned back on him.
I’m not as petty as he is.
I took out a small capsule. “Take this.”
“What is it?”
“Didn’t you agree to split the baby–carrying with me? This will let you get pregnant.”
Ryan was impatient and started kissing me again. “Don’t joke around, honey. There’s no such thing as a pill to make men pregnant. Let’s get to business.”
The more eager he was, the more I refused to let him touch me.
Ryan had no choice but to swallow the capsule.
“There, happy now?”
His kisses landed on my body.
“I know you’re upset about me suggesting we split everything. I’ll go along with you today, but don’t joke around with cold medicine in the future.”
So Ryan thought I was just messing with him.
He didn’t know that tiny capsule was our seahorse pregnancy sac.
Once he swallowed it, the sac would implant in his belly and grow like a woman’s uterus.
Two months later, I still hadn’t gotten my period.
When I told Ryan I might be pregnant, he was so excited he started jumping around. He
grabbed my hand insisting we go to the hospital for a check–up.
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“Honey, my parents said if I’m pregnant, we should go to their hospital for discounted check–ups,” I said.
According to our agreement, we’d split prenatal care costs.
Hearing there was a discount, Ryan was even happier.
When we got to my parents‘ hospital and Ryan learned my parents were the directors, his jaw dropped in shock.
“Samantha, didn’t you say your parents were doctors and you had a bunch of siblings,
with you being the only girl?”
I nodded.
My parents were doctors, but they’d become so successful they’d opened their own
hospital.
And it was true we had a lot of kids in the family.
Seahorses can have many offspring. I’m called Samantha because I’m my parents‘ 39th
child.
The 38 before me are all brothers who don’t work.
Ryan had always assumed my family must be poor after having so many boys.
He thought I was the type to support my brothers, and would use his money to help my
family.
That’s why he insisted on splitting everything – he wanted to distance himself from my
birth family.
Seeing such a big enterprise, he looked regretful. “Why didn’t you tell me your family was
so rich?”
“You never asked.”
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I took Ryan straight to the OB/GYN department. My dad was an obstetrics specialist. We
It didn’t take long for my dad to confirm.
“You’re pregnant”
“How many?” Ryan asked eagerly,
“Four”
Ryan asked again: “Boys or girls?”
My dad shook his head. “It’s too early to tell.”
Even though we didn’t know the genders, Ryan was overjoyed,
He hugged me tightly. “You’re amazing, honey! It would be great if it’s two boys and two
girls.”
I nodded, then reminded him: “Honey, let my dad check you too. Didn’t you say your stomach hasn’t been feeling well lately?”
Ryan had been feeling nauseous and having acid reflux the past few days.
Learning my dad could check stomach issues too, Ryan lay down on the exam table.
My dad pressed on his belly for a while, then gave his diagnosis,
“Hmm, also four”
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