Episode 93

Moving into the house after my first child was hell for me. Bianca was making things very hard for me and it was only aggravating me the more.

“Bianca, can I have my child? I need to feed him!” I shouted out of frustration. My baby was crying but Bianca decided that she would cuddle him to tears. Cuddling was not helping and the baby needed food and breast milk but she was adamant.

“How many times have I told you that this child is not yours?” She asked annoyed while I rolled my eyes.

“Okay fine but this baby is barely days old and I need to feed him with my boobs because I’m producing a whole lot of milk,” I snapped while she scoffed.

“Oh please I told you to pump into bottles but you refused!” She shouted and I almost lost it.

“I told you! I can’t afford to infect this baby in just a matter of days so for now, I will feed him the traditional way. With my boobs!” I argued when Henry barged inside.

“What’s going on here?! While the commotion!” He thundered glaring at the both of us but