"It was the truth. My mother died of cancer, my father has died in an accident, and now I. Me, myself having cancer for the second time after a few year past. So you should think about it too and if I ever conceived a baby then his or her future would be doomed from the minute they were born."
"That's enough, Wen Wen. You're wrong, and I don't want you talking like that ever again," I said with anger.
She loosened herself from my grip.
"Well, it doesn't matter anyway because neither one of us wants kids, so end of discussion." I watched her as she walked over to the dresser across the room and grabbed the bottle of lotion.
"Does it bother you that I couldn't have children?" I asked.
"No, and like I said, you did the right things anyway, but I would like to know why you did it?"
I took in a sharp breath.
"Do you really want to hear the answer to that, Wen Wen?"
"Yes, I do, since we're being honest and not keeping secrets."
