A Baby To Save Their Marriage. Scarlet Wilson

is a fight with you these days.’

      He’d just echoed her thoughts. She thought this was all him. Was he trying to imply it was her too?

      It lit a fuse in her. How dared he? Didn’t he know what she’d just been told? Didn’t he understand how worried she was?

      Of course he didn’t. She hadn’t told him yet.

      And at some point she’d need to.

      Just not yet. Not until she knew.

      She didn’t want to tell him about the pregnancy. She didn’t want to tell him about the scary news. She didn’t need her husband to feel sorry for her. She needed him to love her. To love her enough to feel as if he could be there and support her.

      Telling him about the pregnancy right now could make him tell her everything would be fine. And knowing Caleb, he’d probably think it would be. Then he’d go right home and start working hundred-hour weeks again.

      She needed more than that. She needed more for this marriage.

      ‘How can everything be a fight when you’re never there?’

      He sighed. ‘You work too. There’s been nights when you’ve been busy too. There have been events you’ve had to go to—people you’ve had to meet.’

      She nodded her head. ‘You’re absolutely right. But the difference between you and me is that, when I know I’m going to be out at night, I make sure I’ve spent time with Tristan during the day.’

      ‘That’s easy for you to do.’

      ‘Actually, it isn’t. But I make the time.’

      She bit her lip. Everything was a fight between them right now. And she hated that.

      ‘Always fault-finding, always criticising. Can I ever do anything right in your eyes these days?’

      And it looked as if this was going to become a fight too.

      Trouble was, she was just too tired for this. She wasn’t sure if it was the travel that had exhausted her, or the pregnancy. She could remember at this stage in her pregnancy with Tristan she’d come home from work and go straight to bed. In those days, Caleb would just come to bed with her.

      She turned away. She just wanted to sleep now. She couldn’t even be bothered changing out of her swimsuit.

      ‘You gave me an ultimatum.’ His voice was quiet, almost whispered. It was as if he was still getting over the shock. ‘Why would you do that? It was just straight out of the blue.’

      She stopped walking. Her hand was on the door. From here she could see that Tristan was already sleeping. She hadn’t even got around to putting the DVD on. That was fine. She would just climb in next to him.

      She kept her voice low too. ‘It wasn’t out of the blue, Caleb. This has been building for the last few years. We’ve slipped away from each other—we’ve lost each other...’ her voice started to break ‘...and I’ve had enough. I can’t live like this any more because I don’t feel as if I’m living.’

      She glanced over her shoulder. ‘This is it for us, Caleb. I chose this place deliberately because I didn’t want Tristan and I to compete with your work any more. Some people think this place is paradise. You? I think you’ve barely noticed. We came here because I wanted to see if we had anything left worth saving. Because right now—I just don’t know.’

      She took one final look. He looked as if she’d just punched him in the guts.

      So she turned, and went to bed.