---- Chapter 2 Marcus continued, "Besides, we still need to prepare a lot of things for the baby. With Vivian around, you can take it easy during your pregnancy. You don't have to worry too much, right?" Rachel pouted before glaring at me. Then, she forced herself to reply, '"Fine. You can stay at the Miller residence for now. You still can't ride in his car, so just hail a cab!" He pursed his lips and seemed conflicted. He looked at me helplessly. "Vivian..." There he went again. It was as if whatever Rachel said was final. For the past nine months, no matter how outrageous Rachel's demands were, Marcus always wanted me to compromise. Today, I couldn't even get into his car. 1 merely smiled and stepped back, saying calmly, "I'll take acab home." ---- Rachel got into the passenger's seat, looking very proud of herself. Marcus sneakily held my hand and looked at me guiltily. "Rachel's just too anxious during her pregnancy. We must be more considerate of her. "After all, she's pregnant with Barry's only child. I really don't want anything to happen to her. Babe, you've really suffered. Once Rachel has given birth, we'll marry immediately and never separate again. I swear on it!" Before I could even respond, she exclaimed furiously, "Marcus!" He quickly pulled away as if he had been electrocuted. Then, he hurriedly got into the car. From the start, I always remained silent. As I watched Marcus' car disappear into the distance, I began to feel calmer. We divorced for the first time because Marcus and I wanted to celebrate our wedding anniversary. We watched a movie outside and didn't let Rachel come along. ---- It happened again the second time because her gold bangle was missing. The third time, it was because she dreamed of Barry. As for the fourth and the fifth... Well, the reason became more outrageous than ever each time, yet Marcus fell for it. Over the past few months, I tried to talk things out with Marcus. I even tried to throw a tantrum the way Rachel did. However, whenever I threw a tantrum, he only looked at me with indifference. Then, he gave me all kinds of luxury-branded bags before holding my hand and speaking gently. "Vivian, I won't blame you for being inconsiderate, but you need to understand that we must prioritize Rachel now. "I have no choice but to let you suffer for now. I swear that I won't ever let Rachel have her own way once the baby's born. We'll live a good life together. Just put up with this for a while longer,