A Lifetime of Regret for Unattainable Dreams

Everyone knew that my wife, Vanessa, loved me deeply. She was in poor health. Thus, it was not easy for her to get pregnant.

During our five years of marriage, I had repeatedly told her that I didn’t care whether we had a child or not. But she insisted on improving her health and even went through IVF, just so we could have a child of our own.

But the day after Vanessa finally got pregnant, I overheard her talking to her secretary.

"Miss Hutchinson, now that you’re pregnant, what about your little son? He will be three years old soon and it’s time for him to start kindergarten. What if Mr.