It's been a year since I left Korea, Donghae hasn't paid any attention to me and spent basically all his money on toys. I had to pay rent and buy groceries because he was so stupid and sick.

"Yah, when will my daughters be here?"

Donghae asked, while undressing to take a shower.

"Whenever their ready,"

I said and sighed. I was over nine months pregnant, so he was eager to meet his daughters, but not for the same reason I do.

"Don't be a smart-."

Donghae threatened, I rolled my eyes and decided to go to bed early. But Donghae in the shower made it hard for me to sleep, I could never sleep with noise in my whole life.

"Aish, he's too loud."

I whispered to myself, a couple hours later and I was still awake while Donghae was snoring. How did I sleep all these nights? I thought to myself.

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I woke up, feeling contractions and sharp pains in my lower abdomen. I shot up, following it was panting and grunting with little whines in between.

"Yah, why the hell did you wake me up?"

Donghae said grumpily as he sat up,

"The babies are coming,"

I said as I kept whimpering, he quickly grabbed his shoes and put them on, grabbing me and putting me into the car. He was "excited" for his daughters' arrival.