As the night fell, the usual routine of dinner commenced in Elena and Yuchen's home. The tantalizing aroma of Yuchen's cooking wafted through the air, enveloping them in a culinary embrace.
Despite the delicious meal before them, an undeniable tension hung in the atmosphere, a stark contrast to the peace they usually found in each other's company.
Elena's mood was palpably sour, her irritation brewing just beneath the surface. Jia Li's unexpected visit earlier that day had left her deeply unsettled. It was hard for her to comprehend how her mother, who had pushed her into marriage, was now pressuring her to rush into motherhood.
Across the table, Yuchen, too, sensed Elena's unease. He delicately set down his fork and knife, taking a thoughtful sip of wine. The moment to address the topic at hand had come.
"Elena, there's something I'd like to discuss," Yuchen began, his gaze fixed intently on her.
