The Day I Stopped Being His Doormat

Synopsis

Three months into my pregnancy, thanks to those pregnancy hormones, I'd gotten a whole lot chunkier. At a family dinner, I heard Ryan Humphrey, my husband's cousin, call me a "fat goose." I felt totally crushed, but Andrew Humphrey, my husband, stood there like he didn't care at all. "Did you not hear that? Your cousin insulted your wife!' I snapped at him. Andrew didn't bother to look up. "It's a joke. Try not to be so sensitive and ruin the fun." Later, I found out that nasty nickname actually came from Ainsley Goodwin, the woman who grew up with Andrew. So, I started packing my bags, ready to head back to my parents' place. He totally blew up. "Why are you being so dramatic? Because you're pregnant, you think you can throw your weight around and act like you run the show? I'm not putting up with your crap." I wasn't upset or angry. All I felt was a cold, clear-headed resolve.