After the Split-up, I Spurned His Third Try

I looked at Erasmo suspiciously. He hugged me, full of excitement.

He said, "Madeline, this is amazing. I'm gonna be a dad."

I pushed him away, puzzled.

I said, "Don't rush to celebrate yet. I'm not ready to be a mom. Didn't we agree to wait a few years before having kids? And we've always been careful, so how could I be pregnant?"

Erasmo touched his nose, looking a bit guilty.

He mumbled, "Well, maybe it was an accident.

"But since it happened, it means we're meant to have this baby, right? Madeline, this is great news."

I didn't think much of it. What was done was done.

But what happened earlier still bothered me.

I couldn't help but ask him coldly, "Erasmo, you knew I was allergic to seafood, yet you pushed me to eat it. What's going on? Is your family trying to control me?"

Erasmo returned to his usual self.

He gently coaxed me, "Madeline, they didn't mean to. They just forgot, and they're my parents after all. I couldn't contradict them, right?"

Seeing his pitiful face, I softened.

Since I was pregnant and the engagement was tomorrow, I decided to let it go and nodded, forgiving him.

Little did I know, the engagement party would shatter my worldview.