---- Chapter 3 As for Marcus, his hand was on Rachel's stomach. His gaze was filled with love. As soon as he noticed me, panic flashed through his eyes. He quickly removed his hand and explained to me. "Vivian, the baby will be born soon. We don't have enough wardrobes at home, so I decided to use yours first. Please put up with this for now. Once the baby's born, I'll arrange for a larger walk-in wardrobe for you." Anewborn baby didn't even know how to walk. Did he really need that many shoes? Besides, there were way more clothes for the baby than I had. Although it sounded ridiculous, I wasn't in the mood to argue. Since I was leaving tomorrow, I didn't care whose walk-in wardrobe it was. "Suit yourself." Marcus secretly sighed in relief and flashed mea gentle smile. ''I'm glad you're not angry. I'm so ---- lucky to have married such a gentle and generous wife like you." While smiling, he instinctively hung an apron around my neck. "You had no idea. We're exhausted from arranging all this stuff. Rachel's hungry too. Since you're back, quickly prepare a nutritious meal for her." Without waiting for my answer, Rachel waddled to the couch and sat down. She lifted her chin, adding, "I want to have corned beef today. Make sure it's not undercooked because it's not safe for me to eat. "Also, remember not to overcook the beef. It'll become too chewy for me. Oh right! I also want some chicken soup." I looked at the way Rachel ordered me around. Without even thinking about it, I took off the apron and tossed it to the floor. "She's a pregnant woman, but she's not disabled. If she wants to eat all that, she can prepare them herself." ---- I turned to leave, but Marcus suddenly grabbed my wrist. He sounded somewhat furious. "Vivian, why are you so upset? I only asked you to cook a meal. Rachel is your sister-in-law, and she's pregnant too. Why are you being so passive- aggressive? Did I upset youe" Marcus and I had married and divorced nine times. He always forced me to give in and begged me to do something. He also made me do everything so I could take care of Rachel, who was pregnant. Rachel had all of Marcus to herself. I even had to give up my marriage and home, yet he had the guts to wonder whether he had offended me. I couldn't help but laugh. I brushed his hand off roughly. "What gave you the right to order me around? I'm not your maid, nor am I your wife anymore. Please understand that." Marcus had never seen me acting so aloof before. His expression instantly tensed.