He Tied His Pregnant Wife to a Cliff

Just because of one word from his little assistant, the entire company's team-building event was changed to an extreme Via Ferrata cliff-climbing course.

But I was eight months pregnant. I had just started bleeding, and the doctor had strictly ordered me to stay in bed to save my baby.

I held my husband Marcus's hand, begging him to let me stay at the hotel instead of climbing.

Before Marcus could even speak, his assistant, Chloe, smiled and cut in:

"Sera, you're not looking down on us, are you? It's just a team-building event, but you refuse to join. Do you always have to be so special?"