Lin Gantang hurriedly replied, "Are you alright? I'll chat with you."
Ye Qiuqiu had probably been holding her phone the whole time. A message speedily came in: I'm alright. I'm just complaining.
Lin Gantang replied, "Don't think too much. Where's your husband? Tell him what you're thinking now. Maybe you'll feel better."
"He went out; his friends are congratulating him on his promotion and raise."
Just as Lin Gantang was about to say something, Ye Qiuqiu sent another message. "I feel like resigning.
"It wasn't easy for me to get through morning sickness, but now my leg hurts. I went to the hospital for a checkup, and the doctor said that it's caused by pressure on the sciatic nerve by the fetus in the second trimester.
"I'm walking like a cripple now. It hurts so much that I don't even dare to move."
Lin Gantang stared at the messages that she was receiving one by one and felt inexplicably anxious.
Resign, give birth, divorce.
