"W-what did you say?" Ryan tried to make sure he didn't mishear. At the same time, he convinced himself that he was ready to hear what Hellen had to say.
The woman, still breathing heavily—between the anger that had previously settled in her heart, and the feeling of uncertainty that was now hanging over her—repeated what she had just said.
"I'm pregnant, Ryan ... I'm fucking pregnant!" She could no longer control herself. Her sobs broke as her body wobbled and nearly slumped to the floor.
However, Ryan quickly supported the body, carrying it into his arms.
"I-I ... will become a father?" he muttered, holding back the emotion that welled up in his chest. Hellen greeted her husband's question with a nod with a smile on her face that was still puffy.
Even the tears of emotion still remain in the corners of her eyes, as well as the occasional laughter. The two of them laughed and cried, hugging each other.
