"Why did you bring me to the hospital?" I scowled at him. "I told you I'm not visiting the doctor!"
With my hands placed on my waist, I stubbornly sat on the chair and refused to be moved.
"You single-handedly put the door up while knowing you are pregnant. Tell me, Osy are you not concerned about your health?"
"That's just a child's play." I frown at him, "you don't have to get worried over nothing. It's not as if I've been a princess doted upon ever since I was born. Fixing a door isn't difficult."
"Had you not been pregnant, I would have agreed to your words, Osy." Mar got down from his car and walked to my side.
"I'm not leaving the car," I stubbornly folded my arm. "You can't force me to get down from there."
"Are you daring me?" He narrowed his eyes to slit.
"Take me back home. I need to rest. You can't force me to go up there. I'm not going to visit the doctor. You won't force me to do that. Nothing can move a tree."
