CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

~MAE~ I stared at him for a while, speechless and, at the same time, confused. We weren't in the middle of the road, but at the roadside, so other cars and vehicles moved on freely. “What are you talking about?" I asked slowly, and he breathed in. “Listen, I'm a man, and I know what a fellow man like me can do. Your husband traveled almost immediately after you lost your pregnancy, and you are still under treatment. Do you think he still loves you?” He asked, and I scoffed. “Hey, Charles. You should mind the way you speak.” I said it politely. “I'm sorry, I'm just trying to be considerate and process the facts in my head,” he said, and I sighed. I couldn't say anything. How was I supposed to tell him that my marriage wasn't based on love but was only a contract? “You know, a man who is caring and loving will stay by his wife, who lost a baby and is traumatized, for weeks or even months. Why would he travel the same week the incident happened?” He inquired, and I bit my lower lip