Along with it, he sent a single text:
This is the last time I rescue adults who hurt my wife.
Three days later, Olivia was discharged safely.
The baby had stabilized.
Doctors prescribed stronger medication, less stress, and strict rest.
Ethan immediately took time off work for the first time in years.
When they returned home, the house felt completely different.
Quiet.
Peaceful.
Clean.
Most importantly, the kitchen sink was empty.
That evening, Ethan cooked homemade soup himself and carried it upstairs to Olivia.
“From now on,” he said while setting the tray beside her, “you rest. I’ll handle everything else.”
She smiled weakly.
“You’re becoming overprotective.”
He kissed her forehead gently.
“No. I’m finally becoming your husband.”
